Black Knell

Mouth full of lies Preaching the word of love Among the strongest Weakness being your crown Divine illusion Has come to an end I owe you nothing We’ve torn separate ways Malevolence, You are also guilty Being part of the lust, being part of the filth Hypocritical subterfuge Holding you down One more lie From your sins you can’t hide. Free myself From the curse of your nights Path of the righteous, For most the unknown.

Submitted by BloodShrine — Apr 26, 2025

As if reflecting in the mirrors Wouldn’t be enough Pupil dilate on self obsessed love Projecting adoration over no one Confidence has a price Affordable with likes and kind lines Archetype of confidence Self-esteem left no trace In this modern age Of vanity and emptiness Fill the silence with no sound Fill the void, fake a smile.

Submitted by Cyberwaste — Apr 26, 2025

Stench of ignorance Floods the air I breathe With a vile excuse That they don’t feel Am I an extremist? This is the legacy they left I inherit the pollution… Of the culture they created This the cancer to eradicate My answer wont be kind And we wont tolerate The unjust and unfair To every innocent their freedom To the guilty, infinite pain To the slave, freedom To the captor, punishment Would you ever deny What happened in the world war Then you shouldn’t look away The pain you inflict onto them Corpses hanging head down this carnage, I refuse to be part Morbid smile, sharps the knife Enough to quench this bloodbath.

Submitted by johnmansley — Apr 26, 2025

Circles tend to close No matter what side Each loop turns Twitch the meaning Black tongues Futile and vain All has been said Undercover Pestilence.

Submitted by Lake of Tears — Apr 26, 2025

Tamed tribe Cursed society In order to persuade The behavior of this breed Despise the nouns Of the so called morality Despise the values Of the imposed life we live Dogmatic declarations Leaders flag your needs Meeting demands And forced fed lies From dawn to dusk Throughout 12 months Serving the master On a slavery pact Developed complex Of unhappiness Tools for recreation Loss of concerns Nothing to say As nothing to be Quiet and tied Shall set us free.

Deprived from our creation Regression to our demise The march of human beings Machines replace mankind Destined to ruin All what we touch Barcode marked for a lifetime Ready for the grand finale Dark clouds approaching in the sky Walk towards the cliff that await Upcoming generations…. A hideous landscape Where grief rules above everyone As long as we exist This hecatomb won’t stop One more victim Of the hand that feeds me The one you tried to bite Try no longer son, this is a lost war.

Submitted by Corpse Grinder — Apr 26, 2025