The Habit of Fire

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We are part of the mass post-industrial working class Empowered by commands to be the Black Ants assembly I feel trapped here within their system as the workforce Diligent and industrious Voluntarily focused Disciplinary in use Slaves of this modern world I feel trapped here within their system as the workforce Beyond reasonable doubt Strains coincide with fear Harder still to make a will and sacrifice our surviving selves Here our lives, on their hands as an asset Stagnation walks in circular direction Lack of inclination Self-induced submission Undisputable fracture Tracking to consequence Aging to reluctance A hell of industry

Submitted by BloodShrine — Apr 25, 2025

You are knocking at my private door Yes, you, the shadow of my very soul My very soul A covert companion in my part of darkness No common world light shall connote to illuminate Illuminate me Together we travel into my deepest realm Together we invert the law of material bliss I don't need fake sympathy Let my world spin, I will not be there to care I will remain isolated until the coming of my time I have my truest identity and the real side of me will be kept off surface Kept off surface I am here but they will never see me It is no matter, what if they would call me insane? Oh, am I insane? Together, we laugh at the everyday issues Together, we seek for pleasures of a loner I don't need fake sympathy Let my world spin, I will not be there to care I will remain isolated until the coming of my time

Submitted by Iron_Wraith — Apr 25, 2025

[I - Failure is the System] Dictatorship... We are the untouchables Governmental system manipulators Architects of power over people Creators of laws and constitutions Now we can freak you out Suck you in, crush you down And we can change the pace Of your social motions We are generals of corrupt nation Put order that is within our hands The absolutes of obstinacy With weapons on our side we rule Failure is the system Power is in control Now we can burn your home Take your rights out, execute you And then you will disappear From the surface of our land [II - The Precaution of Aftermath] [Instrumental] [III - Decadence and Excess] [Instrumental]

Submitted by Nargaroth — Apr 25, 2025

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Anyone? Could you see the pain that dwells inside of me? To whom it may concern I ask for justice, even in a small piece If I had lived in this place since its inception, I would see All this process of degradation What a waste! What a waste! A thousand years, yet we see nothing, not even a thing to be to be proud of Always cling to our past fortune, but that was made by our forefathers If I had lived in this place since its inception, I would see All this process of degradation What a waste! What a waste! Does anyone care? Enough of this hell! Fading solemnly to obscurity! (All this process of deterioration)

Submitted by Grave666 — Apr 25, 2025

A challenging task out from the mind of the visionaire Recalling all melodies created in those dreams Cathartic responses, the popping out from the nerves through this musical kind of free association I have tried to submit and to submerge to the system But something inside me wanting me to be insane! Is it the message from outer space? No, I think it's just me tired of everything Here is the moment to break free Free to express our deepest thoughts Now is the time to elaborate all those past hesitations Into something Into something Into something lunatic, but awfully honest Here is the moment to break free and bring all these fresh storms of brain Now is the time to give some edge Fighting against the guardians of mediocrity

Submitted by Grave666 — Apr 25, 2025

[I - Repeated Patterns] Watching a domino effect Linear sequence produced through time Continual route of tumbling down To reach the point of total mess Linkage to country’s past troubles Now bear the consequence This mentality will not improve Corrupt mind stays in place Right here, right now, a truth to face The wheel of time waits for no one So many years have lost in vain I wonder, how to stop the rust Linkage to country’s past troubles Now bear the consequence This mentality will not improve Fruitless deeds stay in place Patterns repeated Under a state of mind A bleak outlook of political course One new breed of dictatorship is expected [II - Aftermath] [Instrumental]

Submitted by MetalElf — Apr 25, 2025

"I don't have to be psychic to see that you're in a very dark place." [Indonesian] Kering Tiada angin Tiada hujan Ku tunggu kehadiran air Kemanakah gerangan kau pergi? Duniaku sepi Kelam di hati Ku ingin air Basahi jiwa ini Kering Tiada angin Tiada hujan Ku tunggu kehadiran air Kemanakah gerangan kau pergi?

Submitted by Sexy Gargoyle — Apr 25, 2025

"Agony...torture...evil." Seeing the world, right from different angles Happy as it seems, but it's not Just take off its clothes, you'll see the fear The fear I need to talk about right now In reality, no place for pessimist But a pessimist is sure a pragmatist There's no use to fix the world All we do to watch it falls Self-help books are still selling a lot A sign of us that desperately need aid Religions rising rapidly (Rapidly) into a state of irrationality (Irrationality) Any chance to heal the world? All we clearly see its fall One war ends, another begins You are crushed, yet life goes on One piece of action Ten pieces of reactions Contradictions will rise Waves shall emerge Surrender to the system is not an option! Fear only makes us die Hesitation kills our survival instinct

Submitted by Celtic Frost — Apr 25, 2025

[WHAT ON EARTH AM I HERE FOR?] What on earth am I here for? Trapped in this piercing circumstance With no sign of hope to pull through A nation full of parasites And you don't know how much I hate this place Countless sad stories of failed survivals Every step is a miracle I can't exist for no reason Where there is a faith, there is a way It is my test of guts and brain Finding out how, in plan for my escape Leaving this place as far as I could get [THE HABIT OF FIRE] I've let myself floating away My mind drifts out from my head To look behind all these closed doors Something seemingly unreachable As I manage to move out silently from the community of hypocrites My plan for escape is getting stronger I should not belong here anymore They have failed to spot me Refused to join me They will never see me No way to stop me Reaching out for another day Marching on, pass without a sound Time has come to approach an ideal state where passion will finally get its place Taking one good chance worth dying for Never turn around They have failed to spot me Refused to join me They will never see me No way to stop me Reaching out for another day Marching on, pass without a sound Fire is within me, I shall overcome, but it has never been an easy way Each step I take requires a mature plan and a bit of faith! [SUBTERRANEAN PASSAGEWAYS - Instrumental] [A ROAD ABOVE, A ROAD AHEAD] Appended pathways You never know their end, so we make one speculating choice A route to somewhere I left my past behind to greet a hazy form of future Taking a step as I walk Trip of significance They took 40 years to freedom I wonder when will I get mine? A faith so clear now Either use it, waive it or leave it, yet we all know we always need it Hurting my knees as I crawl [FINDING A WAY TO STAND UP AGAIN] (A road above, a road ahead - x4) And I shall never stop believin In such a mode to recuperate Future is given, but choice is mine To find a way to stand up again (x2)

Submitted by Corpse Defiler — Apr 25, 2025