Ingrowing
EP • 2009
It is very same like a dream Juvenile priestesses in warm Paradise of aetheric stream The endless time begins to flow Silent, tender and peaceful breath of human, slow Ante portas… Knocking cautiously Un my fons vitae… I try to start living surreptitiously Consciousness is to be separate But you’ve not yet crossed the line to any valueless rate Keep yourself calm and safe Keep yourself in this place No one will disturb you… In evolution too Keeper of that secret life… Don’t be shy Untied cocoon like a flesh of the butterfly Just right in time… Keep yourself calm and safe Keep yourself in this place, in this place
Submitted by Iron_Wraith — Apr 26, 2025
Abandoned tissue, abandoned mind Nobody knows you are hidden without relevant sign You feel maybe like derelict unhinged parasite Until your time have come Just train and fortify your mind Derelict… derelict… small being in the soft sphere You are derelict, shy… And all alone But all you need you have here Therefore why to risk to ask, you are derelict Like living fossile in liquid inside the flask Therefore why to risk to ask Like living fossile in liquid inside the flask
Here I am looking for clue Existence? Or just my false truth? There is no reason for strange mental doubts My safezone keeps away all fault Concealed position, here in my lands Undetected but with protective defence I am growing so perfectly in the peace Thinking of my organs, like unborn jigsaw quiz, My safezone, maternity fields So precisely undisclosed Well secured in another time So internally hibernated So gorgeously aroused in life Here I am looking for clue Existence? Or just my false truth? There is no reason for strange mental doubts This safezone keeps away all faults My safezone, maternity fields So precisely undisclosed Well secured in another time So internally hibernated So gorgeously aroused in life Focused in one point I am to be the One on the throne Trying to move joint by joint Silent speech with my virtual mom I am growing so perfectly in that place Thinking of my own limbs, like unborn in open space. My safezone, maternity fields So precisely undisclosed Well secured in another time So internally hibernated So gorgeously aroused in life
Submitted by Celtic Frost — Apr 26, 2025
Chemicals are flowing around me in veins So strange feelings are really thrilling me Nonnative arousal of all my senses, an aetheric spree What an elation, what kind of ecstasy, I feel so free Observing my body, trembling with the glee Where are so alien thoughts of sorrow So sweet spastic waves are overwhelming me That’s the lust I really want to follow Nonnative arousal of all my senses, an aetheric spree What an elation, what kind of ecstasy, I feel so free What is hammering in my brain? Why do I feel the love and disdain? Drug time… Drug time… This is drug of time, this is drug of time… This is drug of time, this is drug of time…
Submitted by Corpse Grinder — Apr 26, 2025
I have to leave, I have to escape But better run before more shots will come Swaying in rapture, swaying with fear Seeking for some exit before I am done Escape, escape… Deformed mind, drug addicted, looking for way out Intoxicated but innocent I am lost in that maze I’m not the first even the last, aetheric sniffer scout I cannot see, I cannot hear, I cannot feel anything Through this errant haze… Escape, escape… Get our of here, get out of here… I have to leave, I have to escape But better run before more shots will come Intoxicated but innocent I am lost in that mare Intoxicated but innocent I am running out of my home
Submitted by Lake of Tears — Apr 26, 2025
Pain is like a pure killswitch Pain is like an exquisite exoneration Doped foetus in its mother, similar to stitch Fighting for very own life through… The parturition… An aetherpartus… my prayer in this mess Of human being brought to existence Little baby wrapped in hydrogen bonds Entrenched in anesthetic beauty Ensnared in its hydrophobic pounds Through frenetic looting… There… Plundered to the soul through blood The aetheroartus foul Resected psychologically to be the One An aetherequiem would sound around Earth cowled When it shall be dying, to be dead and gone Ransacked to the soul through blood The aetherpartus foul Preserved chemically to be the One The One… Demonized to the soul through blood The aetherpartus foul Addicted abnormally to be the One
Submitted by VladTheImpaler666 — Apr 26, 2025
Cut to fit in a frame A little cloth in their game You're cut to fit Cut to fit!!! All their rules, all their shit By all their things you're cut to fit You're cut to fit Cut to fit!!!
Submitted by MetalElf — Nov 17, 2025
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