Visions

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No disturbance could wake me, observers are captivated by nocturnal projections of my vivid imagination. Try as I might to recall the events of the night and yet the deeper I hunt the further away they run. Moon rises, I shiver, confiding in the mirror. My ghost in the reflection just witnessed the resurrection. Lights flashed before my eyes with scenes from someone else's life! Nothing is quite as it seems and something died inside of me by powers that be, a man who will live forever in paranoia! I believe your conspiracy when they're after me, for what I revealed could change your life. Scenes from someone else's life, have they been placed in our minds? Never have I ever taken a life but it seems overnight I've become a killer on the run. I believe your conspiracy when they're after me, for what I revealed. I believe your conspiracy when they're after me, for what I revealed. I believe your conspiracy when they're after me, for what I revealed could change your life. Tonight I hang by a thread as the voice in my head takes control of this pain that I have felt before. On trial my confidence weakens, I'm close to defeat but tonight the verdict will be televised. And calling no witnesses to the stand, clearing my name with no evidence. Knowing this could be my final chance, no one is coming to my defense. And inside the truth is suppressed with unlimited access denied to all the things you wish to hide. The lies, the sex and the secrets will tear us to pieces in time when no one can tell wrong from right. And calling no witnesses to the stand, clearing my name with no evidence. Knowing this could be my final chance, no one is coming to my defense. Nocturnal conspiracy...

Submitted by Finntroll — Apr 26, 2025

Over the edge, falling in and out of time, and history is always repeating. Day in and day out I wait to confront my fate, and mystery is never revealing. I will wait, I will wait! Night after night, shrouded in secrecy, the harder I try to decipher this symphony. It pushes me closer to death and I begin to see alternate realities surrounding me. I am dying to get back to sleep again, I lie in my bed but I've seen the end. My days are numbered and in death I discover insomnia, insomnia. I will wait, I will wait! I am dying to get back to sleep again, I lie in my bed but I've seen the end. My days are numbered and in death I discover insomnia, insomnia.

Submitted by The Void — Apr 26, 2025

Underneath your mask, a place for us to hide from this penetrating pain of mortal life. The beauty of it all makes no sense to me with restraints on my curiosity. When you are dreaming, I am wide awake. Believe when you see me! In the mind's eye I wait, while you are sleeping. Lost inside your mind in the dead of night, nowhere else to hide, paying with fire is burning my reality. The shape of things to come are closer than they seem, changing your design every time you disappear. I'm planning my escape through portals of your mind, where people seem to drop like flies. And I buried your past away failing to seize the day. Your memory is suppressed, I'm raising the dead. Lost inside your mind in the dead of night, nowhere else to hide, paying with fire is burning my reality. Lost inside your mind and I am wide awake. Nowhere else to hide, in the mind's eye I await.

Submitted by Cyberwaste — Apr 26, 2025

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Dance into the masquerade, I am the only man who has a face. And in this land of no identity who leads your secret society? So deep in her disguise I fail to recognise my sister, the shapeshifter, will never change her ways. You make the first descent, atmosphere becomes intense as your start to undress my robes of consciousness. So deep in her disguise I fail to recognise my sister, the shapeshifter, will never change her ways. In the mist you fade to grey, lost in a city where vampires are guarding the gates. And you vanish with no trace so warped and distorted my fear is escorted away. Pleasure I mistake for pain, my demons and angels are playing a dangerous game. Inside the vessel of my friends I'm haunted by strangers, they're craving a thirst for revenge. I surrender to the view to find the replacement, a manifestation of you. One God to whom I seldom pray, created the science, you work in mysterious ways. So deep in her disguise I still don't recognize my sister, the shapeshifter, will never change her ways. When you are dreaming, I am wide awake. Believe when you see me in the mind's eye I wait while you are sleeping.

Submitted by Sexy Gargoyle — Apr 26, 2025

Dying hope visit me in the flesh, another noose wrapped around my neck. Your helping hand is all I need to pull the ground out from underneath. No will to live, I'm tempting fate, I feel most alive confronting death. But life goes on with no escape, don't wait for me, I'm here to stay. Point that gun, press it to my head, deathless blood, suck it out from my neck. No one's gonna miss me when I'm gone I'm killing time but I will live on. Nowhere to run, it's not too late, I'll end my life at my own pace. Holding on and I take the pain, don't wait for me, I'm here to stay. To the afterlife I will never know, with a fixed blade knife held up to my throat. And on immortality I will overdose, all this you can read in my suicide notes. Kiss my scars, taste them on my breath, stealing time from the great suspense. Come judgment day, I've one last request, please hold my hand as I harm myself. No will to live, I'm tempting fate, nowhere to run, it's not too late. I feel most alive confronting death, I'll end my life at my own pace. Life goes on with no escape, holding on and I take the pain. Don't wait for me impatiently, I'm here to stay. To the afterlife I will never know, with a fixed blade knife held up to my throat. And on immortality I will overdose, all this you can read in my suicide notes. Still I wait!

Submitted by Pestilence — Apr 26, 2025

"What is life? An illusion, a shadow, a story? And the greatest good is little enough, for all life is a dream, and dreams themselves are only dreams. We have all some experience of a feeling that comes over us occasionally of what we are saying and doing, having been said and done before. In a remote time of our having been surrounded, dim ages ago by the same faces, objects and circumstances of our knowing perfectly, what will be said next, as if we suddenly remember it!" Spirits of the night communicate with me, their visions of a future and of what is yet to be. As I see the way I die and I try to change it, I am running short of time, I'll just sit here waiting. Until the moment comes around, like I've been here once before and I'm questioning the truth, no escaping déjà vu. "There is a drowsy state between sleeping and waking, when you dream more in five minutes with your eyes half open and yourself half conscious of everything that is passing around you than you would in five nights with your eyes fast closed and your senses wrapt in perfect unconsciousness. Dreams are real as long as they last, can we say more of life?" If I could harness this power, assume absolute control of my visions from a future, no one will ever know that I've seen the day you die and I tried to change it. You are running short of time, you'll just sit there waiting! Until the moment comes around like you've been there once before and you're questioning the truth, no escaping déjà vu. Until the moment comes around like we've been here once before. Now there's nothing left to lose, no escaping déjà vu. Faces become strangely familiar, stumbling upon traces of my visions. Now I see a shadow of a man, in my silhouette he stands, the wisdom of my premonition comes to life. I was just a kid back then but now I'm back to take revenge and I sternly look my killer in the eye. I'm out for satisfaction when I'm suddenly distracted by the silent cries that echo in the streets. My finger pulls the trigger with my whole life left to figure if the boy I accidentally killed was me. Voices become strangely deceiving, gravity's pull has zero effect on me. Now the moment is finally here and it feels like just before, only now I face the truth, I will have to wait no more. Will this never end, I've been through enough and this is the part where I wake up with blood on my hands. Traveling back to where it all began! As for the boy, it pleased me to know that he'll just wake up nine years old. Alone and afraid he'll live for the day, this moment comes around again. Now the moment is finally here and it feels just like before and even now I know the truth I accept my fate no more. I bet you don't remember me and I guess you won't forget the only way to go when there is nowhere left to roam. I bet you don't remember me and I guess you won't forget the only way to go when there is nowhere left to roam. I bet you don't remember me and I guess you won't forget the only way to go when there is nowhere left to roam. I bet you don't remember me and I guess you won't forget the only way to go when there is nowhere left to roam. Scenes from someone else's lifetime flash like bright lights before my eyes. Scenes from someone else's lifetime, flash like bright lights in my eyes. Scenes from someone else's lifetime flash like bright lights before my eyes. Scenes from someone else's lifetime, flash like bright lights in my eyes. From the beginning I never dreamt I was the killer, over the edge, falling in and out of time. The moment passed us by and it felt just like before and as I leave this world behind I know I will come back for more.

Submitted by Lake of Tears — Apr 26, 2025