Horizonless

Edge out to punish myself (Into the next movement) A witness to my own self infliction Despair, a numbing line... I beg to die in vain... To all from a starless heaven and a shameful earth... Afflicted and hollow... I suffer wrong decisions My unhurried breath yearns for the end A dark permanence The literal worship of death and Nothing ness of being My body; a temple of wounded My voice tells the story of war My eye; looks to the forbidden My blood creeps; stealing the pain I adore To weave misery.... To Sleep this night and never reprise Long since gone, the time I was able to feel I have the strength to make my death-prayer be real My blood... creeps down my arms My pain and madness surround me in waveform I have come to know... THE JOY OF ALL WHO SORROW I have become a temple of death and Death breathes in me Bones, heavy as tone, drop into place Destiny written for those who cannot see Fate sealed for those who can ...and miles of glorious carrion lie ahead

Submitted by Warbringer — Apr 25, 2025

Benumbed through the wisdom That unveils the next device to save the lost Brings the knowledge To settle into this unending edge

Submitted by Celtic Frost — Apr 25, 2025

When all the stones are thrown Intentions revealed and secrets known With wounds inflicted and regrets seeds sewn Guilty roots deepen and left alone. I’ve sunken to that place again Where the sun only throws shadows And the stars have all burned out… Bury me in a lonely place And plant thorns on my grave I wonder as to what nourishment those roots must be suckling from that tomb? I’ve sunken to that place again Where the sun only throws shadows In shame, bleeding Bleeding... Cursed and left a failure And the stars …the stars have all burned out… When I leave the trees will shed gold The winds will stand silent and the sun will go to sleep Unease is important now…. chewing at me What if the nightmares wont stop and I have nowhere to go? We are only as sick as our secrets So let the quiet put things where they're supposed to be

Submitted by MetalElf — Apr 25, 2025

No curse so pure Oh what I wouldn't give to drag a knife across your throat ... If fortune shines on the bold, Out us be so bold as to take that first step towards oblivion... The stabbing essence of our conducted movements Each a revenge for a previous wound Maybe in another life, I'd return a smile ...but we will never be the same

Submitted by Corpse Defiler — Apr 25, 2025

It began so tense and acrid, You met my gaze greased in conflict and the color of Mars... Laid foul tongues on me with traitor's eyes Poured poison in my ears with murder in your mouth You've become the lie you wanted others to believe I cannot trust that you will let go and I cannot reconcile with myself I thought there would be stars but we are truly abandoned The feeling is dire, urgent and sinking, sinking and deserted, deserted and sad The dawn, blue as flame, crosses me and the stars fall once more I cannot breathe, I have no teeth, no lips, no vision Troubled, wide awake and calm I feel so strange this time It's not the same as it was, I let the pain have its way We've come to the third part of night, a single night as long as 1000 years We both mourn I mourn for what has been You mourn for what has yet to come Sleep now, you black eyed pig, and fall into a deep pit filled with ghosts To you, I am naught To you, I am not Without you, I am just a shadow I quiet the mind... ... and now beings the impossible task of trying to forget Try to forget

Submitted by Nargaroth — Apr 25, 2025

The need to know the day the hour, the frame the place that we shall meet in the dark of my own voice, un answered The line that lies before me leads one step unto the next, we take for granted, we shall see the sun rise on all our failures Cas anew with every chance assumed what comes? what may what may not always lie in wait the void replaced by shadow, cast by time, denied in the abstract, it is all ways there is always more... I look to the sky and it appears before me, cold before my time, it comes, to bring the end to here, to now severing both star and light, the line becomes the blade to meet and to succumb to fate "I am a shadow, among shadows."

Submitted by Celtic Frost — Apr 25, 2025

The breath, a path of struggle Fingers in flesh, the soil Sew an infertile seed of dreams That fail Chimed songs of youth Discord in ruin And what was left to grow Withdraws as age is longed Echoes belittle Boot to neck Invitation of hope Still deceives Endeavor to climb, only to see Achievements evade To crawl and undermine And cause my undoing Ashamed to see A change for nothing, and nothing ahead Something is lost, nothing is gained The world is ours, to share and stain ...A change for nothing... ...Nothing ahead... Caving In, accepting failure, cessation If only it could be More than a gift of self To share and stain A starless world lost of it's horizon

(We are all innocent...) In our varied states of disorder, we act and react Punishment for our actions have been silenced... dispelled as cruelty The deeds of unbalanced achievement undeservingly awarded (We are all innocent...) The refusal to punish erodes discipline, self respect and respect for others Rewarding the careless and serving an abundance of indignity to those who truly gave all that was to be given (We are all addicts...) To the suffering of others To witness something rise as high as it's celestial paramount and celebrate with madness in our eyes... as it falls To our murderous nature even those in their benevolence will find the sweat of their efforts corrode and weaken structure... destruction in numbers To useless intelligence Garbage information that fills a mind to become less focused for common knowledge, less inclined to envision solution Once something is consumed with decay, it is only fit for extraction Carved, assembled and cast off into the voyage of our individual surroundings A doomed vessel led only to drift itself throughout amassed mob thought Passing beneath the clouded horror of any communal action not being accepted and praised instantaneously A pathetic husk from where the shavings of our truest potential began Seek abandon It's never too late to return to that quiet place The place that was there before all you ever knew... An infinity void of horizons Tear at yourself and find your truths Layer by layer of flesh and muscle to the cords that control your every move to the last drop of your every essence beneath it all, you will find what has always been yours... Innocence

Submitted by johnmansley — Apr 25, 2025

Father of worthless merit, brush the cobwebs from the sky Tear down the star like tapestries... A deathless cacophony of wounded spirits Bled dry and hung from ivory bone spires in temples of rot.... Into the black echo... Robed in the bleakest void; Red black and gold... Granting method and form To my carrion design. Ash smeared bones shield Me and the shimmering Splatter of heaven's molten Gold stains my fist. That grip, the might and Hammers of a new god (DEATH) In the stinking, bloated breath of my kiss, Which hearken generation Upon generation... Fathers beget sons... Each more venomous Than the one before... And with each new Daughter blooms a Filthy womb to birth carrion itself Asphyxiating light and breath of man He conjoins as WHORE - SISTER - MOTHER GOD - BROTHER - FATHER Malformed and embracing All fragments of ruin In climactic dead calm: No bonds hold my sway Exhumed and unswept Black archon I am ...Spoken... A strict master named Death

Submitted by Corpse Defiler — Apr 25, 2025