Resolution

Gone! Gone! Shoot me straight for the sun, I wanna be the only one left. Misdiagnosed condition, burnt beyond recognition. Sink her straight through the floor, she's not breathing anymore. Choke in this atmosphere, nothing will be left here. Gone! Gone!

Submitted by Corpse Defiler — Apr 24, 2025

Spoken sideways and indirect. Without a single word left unchecked. By your own admission, no one is ever above suspicion. Defenses never to be let down. The lies readily abound, gaping jaw tightly wound. In your desolation, still searching for nowhere. Desolation, you’re living in nowhere. Smoking gun, cause and effect. Paradise lost, a beautiful wreck. To you I solemnly swear, all I ever wanted was away from here. All that for nothing, what a fucking waste of time. I only took what was rightfully mine, seek and you shall find. In your desolation, still searching for nowhere. Desolation, you’re living in nowhere. The dying man might take you with him, until then I’ll split the difference. All that for nothing, what a fucking waste of time. I’m gonna take what is rightfully mine. Desolation! Desolation! In your desolation, still searching for nowhere. Desolation, you’re living in nowhere. All that for nothing, what a fucking waste of time. All that for nothing, what a fucking waste of time. The dying man might take you with him, until then I’ll split the difference. All that for nothing, what a fucking waste of time. Desolation!

Submitted by Sexy Gargoyle — Apr 24, 2025

Never fear the truth or a lie correctly used. When everything you do comes back three times to you. By any other name, the guilty still remain. Suspended in the feign, pawn to his own intentions. Still hidden in the fold, the story bought and sold. Commodified indoctrinate expendables into the splendid lie. Bound by the chain of lies you've wrapped around you. You're trapped in regression, dying in the face of the truth. Stoic in silence, we're blind inside the void. Ruins remind us of all we've destroyed. Dead rail, no way back from here. The mainline to nowhere. Still hidden in the fold, the story bought and sold. Commodified indoctrinate expendables into the splendid lie. Bound by the chain of lies you've wrapped around you. You're trapped in regression, dying in the face of the truth. You're just gluing your amber eyes shut, as the world keeps spinning around your cage. While you're waiting for the ghost, waiting for the ghost to bite. Bite! Waiting for the ghost to bite. Bite! Waiting for the ghost to bite. Still spinning in the veil, locked in beyond the pale. Internalize and fabricate escapable into the deadly lie. Bound by the chain of lies, filled with aggression. Watch you die in the face of the truth. Bound by the chain of lies you've wrapped around you. You're trapped in regression, dying in the face of the truth.

Submitted by MetalElf — Apr 24, 2025

You always needed people like me, directions for your fingers to point. A crooked dealer's blaming spree, I'm guaranteed to disappoint. You're weak and scared and cutting raw deals, but fortune always favours the bold. I'll bet it all and crush your bluff, I'll never yield nor ever fold. I won't shoulder the blame. I am the one who's left to take the fall. I fight the constant undertow. You always needed a distraction, a target for the stones that you thrown. To draw attention from your actions, I'm tailor made, so lock and load. You're telling tales, you spineless coward. Your word's not worth, its weight in shit. Back against the wall, belligerent. I won't shoulder the blame. So high and mighty, but when the bottom drops out. You're gonna find me standing where you left me. I am the one who's left to take the fall. I fight the constant undertow. I fight the constant undertow. I fight the constant undertow. Deal the last hand, let the cards fall where they may. From your castle made of sand you're looking down at me. So high and mighty, but when the bottom drops out. You're gonna find me standing where you left me. I am the one who's left to take the fall. I fight the constant undertow. The undertow. The undertow.

Submitted by The Void — Apr 24, 2025

Sloth is the enemy of greatness. Reflection, a scalpel to my mind. We strive as you leisurely criticize. A free ride until you find that you've dug your own grave. Lie by lie. Just a running mouth, poison words you throw about. Drag you to your end, the number six. Leviathan! You've dug your own grave with your spite. You've dug your own grave lie by lie. A cancer that needs to be cut out. Sweet slander the razor to your throat. Trim the fat, a loose end to be tied up and cast aside. Left to find that you've dug your own grave with your spite. Just a running mouth, poison words you throw about. Drag you to your end, the number six. Leviathan! Poison words you throw about Drag you to your end, the number six. Leviathan! A relentless imposition by a self-fulfilling travesty. From one who is just rotting there, in slut's wool and zero history. Aesthetic condemning, erratic condescending. An empty barrel always makes the most noise. I begin to feel my hands, my hands around your throat. Your throat. Erratic condescending. You've dug your own grave with your spite. You've dug your own grave lie by lie. Just a running mouth, poison words you throw about. Drag you to your end, the number six. Leviathan! Poison words you throw about Drag you to your end, the number six. Leviathan! You've dug your own grave. You've dug your own grave. The number six, Leviathan! You've dug your own grave. A running mouth. You've dug your own grave. A poison word. You've dug your own grave. It will be your end. The number six. Leviathan!

Submitted by Sexy Gargoyle — Apr 24, 2025

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Unconquered! Life is born of agony's strain. Manifested in suffering. Most live crippled by fear. I'd rather walk it off on bloody stumps until I've bled dry. Yeah, we're all gonna die! You brand it a crisis. I name it an honour to face what arises. To remain unconquered. All the worst that I feared has come to pass and despair is in an endless supply. I dug my way to the bottom of the bloody truth, buried beneath a spotless lie. I'm sworn to stay the course that I alone have chosen, because we're all gonna die. You brand it a crisis. I name it an honour to face what arises. To remain unconquered. I'm cauterized! I'm cauterized! I'm gonna heat the blade. I'm gonna ride this pain. Unconquered! Life's a fatal disease without a cure, but as it kills me I'll stare right in it's eye. There's no way out, I'm sworn to stay the course that I alone have chosen. There's no way out, so how will you die? You brand it a crisis. I name it an honour to face what arises. To remain unconquered. There's no way out! There's no way out! Unconquered! There's no way out! There's no way out! Unconquered!

Submitted by Lake of Tears — Apr 24, 2025

So inevitable, another lie, another reason to justify, tearing it down. Honesty, such a novelty, so we king ourselves with a plastic crown. Casualty of a daydream nation, close acquaintance, no relation. Search and destroy, dignity we left laying along the way to everyone's dismay. Predictable cliché, kindred enemies. The walking dead, living a lie. Ever get the feeling you've been cheated? So unavoidable, another fight, sell the ticket and crash the ride, burn it down. A legacy of brutality, so caught up in the process of weeding out. The chopping block starving for a neck, pointing fingers and stabbing backs. Never question, conformity, the big take over under way, much to our dismay. A lucrative display, perpetual decay. The walking dead, living a lie. Ever get the feeling you've been cheated? Left to destroy themselves, yet somehow still alive. Battling for the best position, posturing for recognition. The best days thrown away in an age of quarrel. Butcher the memories! The walking dead, living a lie. Ever get the feeling you've been cheated? Ever get the feeling you've been...

Submitted by Finntroll — Apr 24, 2025

When the walls fall around you is when you begin to find, that the depths you have found, have become now too hard to climb. You reconcile your pain in the loneliest refrain. Crawl tied and bound to the one thing you can't leave behind. You can't leave behind! You can't leave behind! Start over again, this insurrection. The same reflection, perpetual. Start over again and again and again and again. This insurrection! A broken voice without a word to live by. Eyes slammed shut, watch the world go by. It should have been way better than this. You can't anticipate the things that you miss. How long 'til you let it go? Master unreality, Nothing to show. In the end, top of the mountain of nowhere. First in the line dying to get back there. You can't get back there! You can't get back there! Start over again, this insurrection. The same reflection, perpetual. Start over again and again and again and again. This insurrection! Start over again! First in the line to catch a glimpse of the shrine. The closest we ever got to divine. Irrefutable, indisputable, infallible, impossible to deny. Impossible to deny. Start over again, this insurrection. The same reflection, perpetual. Start over again and again and again and again. This insurrection! Start over again!

Submitted by MetalElf — Apr 24, 2025

There's nothing new under the gun, cognitive dissonance. Wallow in sardonic fear while your will breaks like glass. Throw on the blinders, ignore the signs. Sink ever deeper, swallow the lie. How far did you think that you could run? You crossed the last meridian, as life passes you by. Outside the fishbowl looking in, clarity to bear witness. Oblivious and obstinate and you're a fucking mess. Seal all the exits, tie your own hands Burn all the bridges, head in the sand. How far did you think that you could run? You crossed the last meridian. It's all coming down now! As the clock ticks on, your life is passing by. Your life is passing by. Your life is passing by. Awaken! Awaken! Awaken! Singing the same tired old song, predictable and somnambulant. Suffering from terminal uniqueness. When will you awaken? Awaken! Awaken! How far did you think that you could run? You crossed the last meridian. It's all coming down now! As the clock ticks on, your life is passing by. Your life is passing by! Your life is passing by!

Submitted by Infernal Flame — Apr 24, 2025

I've held the hand of God and I've sang the Devil's song. When it comes my time, no tears are gonna fall. But some will light the fire and some will mourn the one. Left longing for the ire of their departed son. Oh lord have mercy, thank God you're gone. Here's to the end, thank God you're gone. They finally shoved you in the box, they could never fit you in. An empty cell forever locked, so much for best intentions. But some will load the gun and some will hone the knife. Some will raise the fist as they recall your life. Oh lord have mercy, thank God you're gone. Here's to the end, thank God you're gone. We've waited for so long. Waited for so long, thank God you're gone. I've held the hand of God and I've sang the Devil's song. You'll never erase the past or regain what's lost. You're finally gone. Oh lord have mercy, thank God you're gone. Here's to the end, thank God you're gone. So far gone!

Submitted by Corpse Grinder — Apr 24, 2025

The path I set out on took a turn when the axis shifted. This is not the life I envisioned! What's done is done, the crime is committed. Now the beast has come home to roost. He returns with blood on his hands. Caught in the trap of meeting The laws of supply and reprimand. My blood is boiling! I can't feel my own skin, though I can see it crawling. Can't expose all these sins, but I can see them falling. There's no escape from building tension. The pressure valve has been refitted. A lost plot in constant revision. A rising storm that's never abated. You can't know enough 'til too much, the envelope is decimated. Too far gone now to reverse my course and be subjugated. My blood keeps boiling! I can't feel my own skin, though I can see it crawling. Can't expose all these sins, but I can see them falling down. This is a labour of hate. Falling down! This is a labour of hate. Falling down! This is how I choose to survive, the only way I know to exist. The road is hard and the cost is high, but I was built for this! But I was built for this, my labor of hate. I can't feel my own skin, though I can see it crawling. Can't expose all these sins, but I can see them falling down. This is a labour of hate. Falling down! This is a labour of hate. Falling down!

Submitted by Sexy Gargoyle — Apr 24, 2025

I saw the world through the lens of a pinhole camera. I saw nothing, I was blind. In between, a black hole and a super nova is where you’ll find me. Imploding and expanding simultaneously, no longer blind! I’d been running away for so long. When I finally caught myself there wasn’t much left. The script’s last page is blank and the medicine is gone. A sick monster, a twister of dark matter, on a heavier trip than you can comprehend. A tornado trying to mend the life it shattered, waiting for nothing to begin. A flatline, my insides are turning out. King Me is killing me! King Me is killing me! I keep walking past the places I was born in. Now their faces are blank, shiny and dead. I don’t recognize a thing, I can’t recall them. A closed book that I can never read again. A flatline, my insides are turning out. The lights fade, this final war starts now. King Me is killing me! King Me is killing me! King Me is killing me! King Me is killing me! Killing me! All of that is ending now, for I have arisen. Survived myself somehow, dead and imprisoned. I’m fighting to live, if I am to see the day. I swear I’ll never sleep again, I am no man’s slave. I wanted the fog to lift but I was living in a cloud. Nostalgia is grinding the life from today. The present always dies in future memories and King Me is killing me. Cut wide open and bleeding to death for all to see. King Me is killing me! King Me is killing me! King Me is killing me! King Me is killing me! He’s killing me, he won’t kill me. I won’t let him kill me. He won’t kill me!

Submitted by NecroGod — Apr 24, 2025