Lorna Shore
Album • 2020
Numbness, nothingness Swimming in emptiness I drift further from reality Disassociating from society Hollow hopes and heavy bones We suffer through life and die alone I dwell in a lonely shadow Alone with my own thoughts Helpless and bitter Senseless resentment, mind fucked, my death sentence I dug my own grave where no one could find me Fabrication of abandoned presence I dug my own grave where no one could find me Hollow hopes and heavy bones We suffer through life and die alone I have confided in myself within these walls embedded with disgust Sterilization of flesh and blood My lust for a new beginning grows thick Numbness, nothingness Lacking empathy full of emptiness Cold hearted, fucking emotionless Sociopathic, vacant and tragic Hollow sentence, desolate essence I dwell in a lonely shadow Alone with my own thoughts Helpless and bitter Senseless resentment, mind fucked, my death sentence I dug my own grave where no one could find me Fabrication of abandoned presence I dug my own grave where no one could find me No one could find me
Warpath of disease Paranoia Infected conception, grotesque perception A cancerous mass envelopes my skin, pathology painted hands Graze contamination, epidemic ectoplasm exits every orifice with every breath I watch them exhale Exile my body and mind This world is a disease, a fucking cancer Bury me alive so I can finally feel better Warpath of disease This world is a disease, a fucking cancer Bury me alive so I can finally feel better This world is a disease, a fucking cancer Bury me alive so I can finally feel better Deforming a masterpiece Black out my eyes and cure me of this disease This disease Cure me of this disease Paranoia Infected conception, grotesque perception A cancerous mass envelopes my skin, pathology painted hands Graze contamination, epidemic ectoplasm exits every orifice with every breath I watch them exhale Exile my body and mind This world is a disease, a fucking cancer Bury me alive so I can finally feel better This world is a disease, a fucking cancer Bury me alive so I can finally feel better Warpath of disease
Submitted by VladTheImpaler666 — Apr 26, 2025
Systematically marking the mindless herd Born into misery and thrown in the cycle of suffering The life you live is a life full of pain We are just servants who kneel in our shame The cost of life is what we can not obtain We are just servants in this life full of pain Awaken in this vast grey landscape of endless barriers Exhaustion trembles their weary bones Millions left starving and forced from their homes You were designed to fail Forget it all Forget your fucking name You're just a goddamn number to the system of misery Failure and deceit, a headless herd of sheep Unrightfully dominated by totalitarian supremacy You were damned from birth Thrown in the cycle of suffering The life you live is a life full of pain We are just servants who kneel in our shame The cost of life is what we can not obtain We are just servants in this life full of pain The life you live is a life full of pain We are just servants in this life full of pain The system of misery will be the fucking death of me It will be the death of us all It will be the death of us all The system of misery will reign
Submitted by Sexy Gargoyle — Apr 26, 2025
My fixation, my obsession Where is your reason? Where is your reason? I'm fucking exhausted running from all of this Why can't I accept my inevitable death? What we can not see is not enough for me to blindly believe all of these bullshit theories Where is your reason? I can't shake this, I can't seem to get away. This dark cloud of cessation follows me everyday My fixation, my obsession I can't shake this, I can't seem to get away The fear of nothingness after we decay My fixation, my obsession Demoralization immobilizes my fearful skin Blacked out and blinded from my obsession within I hear weeping sorrows and chants from the prophet I awaken to my lifeless body in my coffin My fixation, my obsession has obscured my reality by total possession My fixation, my obsession Where is your reason? Where is your reason? I'm fucking exhausted running from all of this Why can't I accept my inevitable death? Where is your reason? Where is your reason?
Submitted by Infernal Flame — Apr 26, 2025
Relentless torment Relentless torment The endless cycle of torment claws at the back of my skull Relentless and constant, my rapid conscience taunts me at night I'm forever haunted Forever haunted I'm forever haunted Compulsive and hysteric, unbalanced irrational speculations Of scenarios and conversations with faces I don't know Overanalyze incessant inquisitous situations My mind a cursed creation I've lost touch, a constant feeling to be at rest My pulse rises as the pain swells into my chest Relentless torment Relentless torment The endless cycle of torment claws at the back of my skull Relentless and constant, my rapid conscience taunts me at night I'm forever haunted Forever haunted I'm forever haunted Overanalyze incessant inquisitous situations My mind a cursed creation I've lost touch, a constant feeling to be at rest My pulse rises as the pain swells into my chest Relentless torment Relentless torment The constant thinking, the fear of things I cannot control Relentless torment, a decaying mind trapped inside a lost soul A prisoner to my own thoughts I feel my consciousness rot, I am lost
Submitted by Iron_Wraith — Apr 26, 2025
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