Connections

Passion marks from a devious rat Makes a bloated face for a Sociopath How can Business as usual stop A recession brought on by your contagious intuition The air's too thick to breath Cannibals are the only names that bring embracing extensions Forgotten evolution of serpents that preach to the ears of what markets apply Yes, I was there. The day our country died But where were you? When the world was so fragile When it burst into thin air We fight to pass the time; we face our backs to the withering lifeline So we wouldn't have to think, we'll stretch out their spine A calculated killer with a hidden agenda Perfection seekers will never find the answers only disappointment Words, stretched across like strings Concussion caused by a violent reaper Friendly smiles with- selfish intent Ugly is the- new beautiful Point out insignificance, Helps us realize we're not connected We're all connected This world is getting smaller We're drowning in our thoughts And we must bleach the forecast This world is getting smaller You're just a page in the book of a coward You're just a page in a book of the coward Disgust is the, new creation Our chances of a fitting solution Has been predetermined, it's destined to fail Just don't get what you're so afraid of This world is getting smaller, for a planet that just can't hold us down Our leaders have steered us down the path of the none existent Now stone bricks come out of your foundation, forgetting why you were forged Forgetting why you were ever forged Fables of a new day have gone

Submitted by NecroLord — Feb 23, 2026

Death to the dreamer breathing you in Oh, my grave where art thou victory Your meaning was so lost No longer, these shaky hands mistrust The words spat from your brow You’re breeding sickness with a golden pen I should have known I could not put my trust in you Panic to the hidden shelter This doctor - nothing more than a drug dealer Flood my thoughts with assumptions that a pill can cure Your lies have brought us to death There’s no bright side, they feed on profit A lacerated headless ghost will rule these walls We are a wave of numbers Drowning everything that we could grasp We are a wave of numbers Drowning everything that we could ever imagine Stay behind Student master breathing sulfur Misguided Creatures forbid, shackle chain our brains Now listen closely to my voice If faith is anywhere you’re killing us all Scatter righteous ones Plagues, you left us with conflicting answers Plagues, you left us with regret Plagues, you left us with the bleeding answer Plagues, you filled us with regret Scars swept in Shards of wrist to close for comfort The air spreads thin Behind the curtain we hatch infection, behind the curtain Let’s make a promise, to each other That our illnesses will not be business They prey on profit They prey on profit

Submitted by NecroLord — Feb 23, 2026

We’re nothing more then a bombardment of Publications applauding, the merchant smirking A familiar wretched sense of your butchered self hovers closer Consumer’s high pitch Screaming turned into Nothing more than sheer shrieking I propose a reverse, a change in Ideals I propose a reverse for better forms of connection Bring me the weak, the rise of us all lies within the bottom of society Protect the level head Peel backs the reason Consume certainty Quit holding difference, and wanting us to submit our hollow limbs This is the albatross hanging 'round our neck And I won’t let all you cowards forget about the end Wishing When will madness prevail? Begging for the asylum Burning for the anthem Begging for the asylum now The struggle must go on hostile children Struggle must go on, spreading all the revelations We’re not convicts, don’t take responsibility for things we've said and done We’re not convicts, the reflections are the guilty ones, the guilty ones Slow waves of sound, I know what creatures lie inside I know what lies Damaged anarchist, I know what creatures lie inside I know what lies Take our flat-headed monster Stones clogged my throat Forceful self-portraits burn the hands off god Don’t breath, time will claim us all Dark waves, of our expression Visions don’t receive natural deaths Visionaries will die young Visionaries, with clenched fists and open arms Envious hearts are hunted we’re all visionaries

Submitted by NecroLord — Feb 23, 2026

This is the death of expectation I'll see the demise, of all your superstitions They shall bind us not I'll plant the seeds of our secession We will see this through. And when the morphine kicks in, I'm staring back at You The deaf man hears the sound of his crater caving in The voices of an era falling victim We're the victims We'll sound the trumpets calling Kingdoms will crumble Kingdoms will crumble in your hands Fumbling right over my tongue, I'm red with envy I'll gut myself until you Cannot look away Can someone find the answers, to all impending questions? We are the prisoners to all our own distractions Jared in- head vessels- can't handle- too much My jarred in - head vessels - can't handle - too much more Rapid decay pulling flesh from bone, and dust storms you lonely cattle And beneath the surface there is, prosthetic hearts Every fragile voice can carry grand solutions I've bid farewell to, these carbon copies I've bid farewell to deceit You will pay Glass ships can sink nations Glass ships can sink nations Glass ships can sink Glass ships can sink nations

Submitted by NecroLord — Feb 23, 2026

I will invoke My ability to not exist These riches are poison Says the melody Let your crooked parts embrace the earth My retinas have been peeled open To move forward you must look back An empty corpse An empty promise The days stress this smoking gun bursts through my chest The only beauty is none conformity Fear leaders to silence - excess leads to death Existence, is blinded by sound is deafened by bright lights You point out all the ills within man, but never point within yourself Your only concern is looking good on paper Life is not a gift It's a curse I'll drink my soul to death, to purge this discontent Before it kills me I don't believe in religious idols I've placed my faith in humanity So pay your dues And make amends You owe us this in your blood Or I will carve you up Forfeit, pick up sin and golden calf

Submitted by NecroLord — Feb 23, 2026

We're ripping out Our organs in the face of danger We're burning Georgia We're burning Georgia, for the lust of freedom and glory We have to tear it all down before we Bring it back again We are the young and haggard suffering from dementia Young and haggard, soak me in acid To stop the skin From melting away Melting away No one has been proven guilty But I suspect you Your minds are made of marble Your minds are made of marble Your to concerned to know So I will take on all your heroes Doubtful gasps of oxygen, excuse my breath Excuse my breath from her waistband Tightly separate these fictional fucking voices These fictional fucking voices

Submitted by NecroLord — Feb 23, 2026

Hack away the unessential Giants, have revealed our true selves Checkerboard mistresses Is this what you always wanted? Phallic blades For a new death washing away our clones Addressing the ones that already know I'm breaking out of this place With an unwavered pressure and a world of time I've lost patience This stories departure Soft clear cuts, self-loathing will win Crimson tumor, an abandoned dark seeded day You'll be hopeless The inevitable This is a glimpse of what you've become, A blessing to puncture a lung This is your war End of silent day Just give her a moment to ruin your night- Mare's scorching I'm losing control. Absent respect I'd rather be alone You wouldn't want to understand I'm locked inside a cavity I Just can't sit back The writings are encrypted, bone yards for the thirsty The more you try to forget The more it seems to appear The more you try to forget The more it seems to appear Fractured the earth, with shark fins and dark clouds Oh the rain has never been, so acidic Like fists pressed along, batteries raised From the last season But not forgotten Now foaming at the mouth These painless substances Shriek down hallways From wall to wall Till it's on the tip of every tongue

Submitted by NecroLord — Feb 23, 2026

The crown hangs over the giant must be Killed before crisis gets back to the queen Proceed with caution, the past is future The enemy is much closer then she appears The death of birth The life of bitter men These smoke and mirrors, dilutions of grandeur Consume my eyes for I do not wish to see, Tragedy Will seep through all the ashes Tragedy will seep through all the ashes And our happiness was found in the belly of Regret is what I live for now Regret is what I live for now There's nothing I hate more then your affection Destroy us and infect believers The crown hangs over the giant must be Killed before crisis gets back to the queen God forbid royalty begins to fade Save us from her, save us from us The snake reveals her self as such I'll fight dishonesty with my bottled revenge You will destroy your own self And I will prevail You play these head games But it's you that wakes up alone I hope your faults I hope your faults Own you for life

Submitted by NecroLord — Feb 23, 2026

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Constant reminder Presence of eyes and matching step Presence of eyes and matching step At my back I feel hallow winds, Lurking Photo brigade Can't go back, we can't go back Strangers peering through Weaker traits of a ghost Fallows me everywhere I go Rivers are running through me I'll pry these wounds open I'll pry these wounds And I'll pry these wounds And I'll pry these wounds Widows stood ten feet Concrete walls shot passed my neck This can't be, my battles internal Honesty has never Been worth any of your time Pale demons, Expression of a last day This can't be, my battles internal Sockets Memories An emptiness And all the transparencies These words have failed our kind Wisdom, the last conviction A false faith cycles into oblivion And these blue nerves will rise up Uncover portraits Cancerous lions den please hang me to Strangle this life right out of my body Terrible lips It's never been harder to wake up every morning Always behind me, pulling the strings Open up and bleed for me There willfull Ammunition We will strike at the hearts of mountains They march us into our black hole They march Black hole Presence of eyes and matching step The revolt of the damned Save your breath, save your last breath The revolt of the damned Save your breath, save your last breath This selfish mistake Seizes my guts This ache in my chest Must either break or turn into lead Must either break or turn into lead Must either break or turn to lead save yourself before there is nothing left

Submitted by NecroLord — Feb 23, 2026