Coagulated Bliss
Lower the drape Taste the honey Rotten to the touch Coagulated bliss Over a field of failures A dying oracle Smells of stinking filth From a dead end hovel Inability to cope Refusal to grow A burnt out tower At the needle’s end Tracing withered veins Alchemical ascent Grounded and lifted star crossed angel Upwards to bliss Morphine drip Clogged for good Into a track marked arm Lower the drape Taste the honey Rotten to the touch Coagulated bliss Drink from the fountain Waters run black Polluted with forgotten years
Submitted by Cyberwaste — Apr 26, 2025
The gasping dust Forest in ruins Surroundings bound in flames Gasping for air in a crumbling world Appalachia gone to waste Trees in misery Riddled with sores Roots prying through barren soil Clouds of dust Desperate heaving Snuffed out quick in the dark
Submitted by BloodShrine — Apr 26, 2025
Reality’s a curtain A mirrored surface Concealing what’s beneath us The pain we feel Each waking moment A tithe for nothing Divine what’s really there Hermetic corners of lonely blackness Corridors of perfected agony A hundred dead ends A thousand dead friends I hear their howling I hear them weeping Hundred dead ends Thousand dead friends Severed ties beloved lies Doors of agony Fear unwritten Doors to mental agony Fear that is unwritten Void of opportunity a ravaged fucking schism
Submitted by Immortal — Apr 26, 2025