Idol

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Great manipulator Fold your wings Condescend to me In back alley streets Where broken words stretch endlessly Where a moment steals destiny Unravel me Where pain is measured In the depth of a scream The redder the blood The more sacred the belief To become lost the more you seek How could I capture my being? A flash of a moment A chemical decree Where emotion cloaks meaning Can you trace the edges of a dream? A formless memory? Confusion crowned king Communication comes Sputtering Dog-mouthed ravings Silent razor Spilling me Spent breath And echo of death Labyrinthine, do you know me? The million-tongued beast With a vile answer To every morbid inquiry A hydra head upon the neck Of every dead-end street A tragic circle Of every linearity Each word of hope Can only spell defeat The Tyrant comes crawling Calling, internally To make me adversary To kill the God in me

Submitted by SerpentEve — Apr 26, 2025

Crystal clear Reveal to me A view unobscured Pass through the gate Emerge and consecrate Negative plane Of coming to sentience from unbeing To find... discovering An inherent asymmetry Drenched in absurdity Non-existence is a divine state Without the imposition Of values Or emotions Soaked in nihility Worshiped and revered Traverse the aether into the affliction Cursed by unavoidable states And sentenced to suffer Better to dwell in the void Than ache with torment For even the most fleeting juncture Longing for the godliness of inverted immortality No pain, how minuscule, Is worth enduring or bearing No pleasure can overcome The slightest suffering or misery The impending conclusion Dripping with truth The fate that consumes Divine anhedonia

Submitted by Warbringer — Apr 26, 2025

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You dig my grave You run me through Show me my demons My angels, my muse The frayed ends of a dream Tied in a noose Show me my saviors My spectres, my devils, my dues At the rainbow's end What use are promises of Eden To begin anew When hope is just another poisoned fruit? And can you bear to wear the death mask again? Dry your eyes, Sisyphus, and shoulder your burden And in the end, they'll measure your worth By how much you've been broken And give you the stone to roll again And your final reward An obolus upon your lips For Charon's passage to the shore Is it hubris to ask for more When the feast is at its end And the lights have dimmed? In this miserable play This grand mockery Where all is illusory In this absence pf light I'll burn in effigy I won't take another bow To seek the face of life To pull the veil away To face annihilation And tear the masters from their gilded gates

Submitted by MetalElf — Apr 26, 2025