Despond

You sat alone You sat so long Your words make very private scars You suffered down low And you saw no light Made knots of your fingers While weathering the blight

Submitted by Corpse Grinder — Apr 25, 2025

Fatum vestri vita The end of everything The end of myself Razor find a way Slice the veins Bleed it all away Stomach slit wide Hung with a noose of my own intestines Passed Laid to rest with final wounds Nothing more to take Surrender Release Self surgery Explain to none The reasons Open veins to a curtain closed Left to be found Perfectly shamed Cornered in a cold room Fallen Cannot raise me Skin is scoured Raw but unclean Unfeeling Wet Red sleep Can and shall release Lowest point of being A wound erupting Masterpiece of my despair No decipherable expression heard As arms fall, the blood screaming Singing Of a world drawn in Mind's eye projecting Blinding light on curtains closed The audience unseen Unseeing Theatre of the defeated A numb performance culled from memory's imprint For a standing room unaware Ascend! Sinking, I will die for this (for you)

Submitted by Celtic Frost — Apr 25, 2025

Carving... my skin Reveals... the face... of... tragedy Better... to feel The pain... fully Than to drift In the emptiness Between nothing And sadness Cut up Depressed Alone Wounds as deep (as any) burial (And) sorrow deeper than any wound I gave (myself) Thicker than any scar I left For me There is no hope Left alone in here For there is no escape A life painted with blood (and loss) The wrists to my freedom welcome razors edge And these wounds of mine will never fucking heal All that's left is loneliness, there's nothing left to feel

Submitted by Lake of Tears — Apr 25, 2025

This bloodshot blur, it will not pass While trying to disintegrate into a complacent carcass Cells refusing to dissipate Flinchingly deprived of the void

Submitted by MetalElf — Apr 25, 2025

One devastating message crosses stagnant air Abhorrence of one's self Left a shredded husk Vacant of living Only death brings the epidemic of truth, that life is not worth living So wait not End it all here End your life Perceptive to one's worth in sorrow's mirth An all too willing hand will lift the blade and let sink this letting go Passing of life A season Sliced to stifled end Eyes open and staring dead Into a wet and wooden floor One by one They crawl in Only loss brings truth so sit and reflect Life is not worth living It's brought us all to this End it all here End our lives

Submitted by MetalElf — Apr 25, 2025

This track is instrumental.

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If you saw the darkness before death Life fading before its last breath Then you would know If you saw life without hope, death without reason Then you would know Then you would know The meaning of fear Watching them live is killing me Living on my time Self sacrifice Worth the loss of life I would shed infinite rivers of blood to paint a portrait of disgust with yours Reveal your true colors, murder you and take back hope stolen from me To see your reflection, but only as skin deep To feel the shallow pulse of omnipotent sadness My ritual silent My ritual alone Alone Curtains I am closing Infinity drowned Darkness my crown Never to resist This is my sacrifice I close my eyes I'll make my fucking deathwish be real!

Submitted by Morgoth — Apr 25, 2025

Well concealed my human destitution Shroud of endless void within A shadowed figure A lone failure Shameful posture Shy disciple of darkness A fool to decay in ever-cold All scripts of life unknown Unheard Unseen All breath to give in to (dark) spiritual formulae In grief Placid The world surrounding shatters Obsessed by ill consumption Possessed and inclined to enter this covetous passing True and bitter with my destiny The wish of death Be real!

Submitted by Corpse Defiler — Apr 25, 2025

I do not remember a depression such as this How many clocks has it been since we have last spoken? Forgive me as I pass my soul from one dark evening unto the next How is it that I cannot find a guide, or a light? I am already broken If I never wake up I only pray that my silence will be put to rest Silent overcome and empty Bled out numb and cold Clenched fists red and filthy With nothing left to hold Let those stars fall that shine Let those stars fall and this moment pass away Like 100 tears on your coldest, saddest day With bleeding wrists and dying eyes We should be grateful for pain For it means we have at least one feeling left But such things happen Such things happen Silent...overcome Bled out...numb Silent...overcome Bled out...numb

Submitted by Immortal — Apr 25, 2025

If only this could be more than a gift itself To share and stain a world lost of its horizon Death awaits you What are you waiting for?