Fringe
Barrel observe Reaching feverishly beyond the black holes Turning to white ones Endeavor towards the pitch black ire Crush into vortex Of shots lucidity Verisimilitude to creations all-time Where we come from
Submitted by Iron_Wraith — Jun 13, 2026
Scorning Finally bears the truth The wraith is born Now, tear Mourning Learn the tale through The abysmal gurn Rile You are the saw to cut human off me Scorching Spread the tale, agitate Gale of reprisal Returning Guise mutate And I manifold Amorphous revenge The tale is the saw to cut the human off me Suture my powers To this world I revert From beyond his dreams Agony rewritten Upend aegis Burst out Laughing Upend aegis Overrun Imagination Upend aegis I revert From beyond
Submitted by Iron_Wraith — Jun 13, 2026
No hundred blades Will chop this rapture Identified is violence Resilient crawl in my veins Not to spill the blood But to spatter the dubiety Nostrify the fury That has found its way Altogether No countless preys Will tame this ardor What the mind mills How the hand kills Beyond primal joy (oh, joy) Not to spill the blood But to spatter the consciousness Among the others Nostrify the fury That has found its place Altogether All fail the human (reclaim the beast) All hail secession (reclaim the secession) All fail the human Let it all go off All play the human (all play together against me) Go off Derange Abolish Million veins Cut the current Color the breakdown With countless stains Let me fall behind Stay on my sight (on my sight) Dance on the crosshair Burts out Go off And leave Betake Altogether
Submitted by Iron_Wraith — Jun 13, 2026
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These are my hands, this is my mind This is the handicraft refined Expressing my condolences For the life unjustified I recognise the violence in everyone of us And let my own spread away Your every deed is recorded and archived For me to observe Dissect Lacerate Hurt has been trembled and left to die Centuries ago You still believe in blind rage but I've never seen better Ire Offshoot of genocide (shell all souls) Catastrophic will Peremptory unity (shell all souls) Complete kill Strike like a million beats into one heartache As a dowry wiped under the crawler track Discipline still remains As the closest form of care Purely without pleasure The ill will I penetrate Through every lie, weakness and disrespect You are my everything Your severed, rejoined mind nailed as a reference Idiom of care and pity Fatality
Submitted by Iron_Wraith — Jun 13, 2026
Knock, knock This, my abode Concealed and covered My vivid home Rooted between a rock and a hard place Mattock and glowing pliers Seize with one's teeth Throb, throb Hollow hall, hole Saturated with passion Volatile But inexorable Just outside Hel's punishment and Valhalla I'm neighbour of Prometheus And I've seen all of their plagues The light of reason – become charred Throughout the season – the fruits become charred Sporadic seraphim soars Towards expanding dark What entrails around the starlight Befalls decay Falls to my furrow Shock, shock I nestle far below Denominations piled up The pyre overflows Exothermic process driven to cataclysm I feel the fire gnawing both sides Defiant and resigned Grim fire has been ripened for the blight Pliers cling And the mattock Upend the light
Submitted by Iron_Wraith — Jun 13, 2026
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Garnish the looks today Heigh ho, how many horns we got To riddle foul dismay? Sharpen the trait to cut the show These are my dimensions Craned past beliefs Gore in together Aside my ordinary life Thrilling the safeguard For the straightforward mind Gore in together Aside my ordinary life (rumbling) The pits of temper Are grinning through my skin Heigh ho, the horned one (and the kindred rattling) Tear down this play Fathom now All audience Attires grow by one's will Not for the awe Entrails of storyline are deep Unaided incisions alter Progress persistently This phase formation's Embodiment of bare Jump off into grandstand Partake in fringe Manuscript Grips and tears Directors been decapitated And dressed as a saint So lean back against Austerity giving rise to lust Watch and be heard Consensus oscillates unwittingly Consensus leads into lewd resonance Lean back against the horny epilogue Never ever no more No mask no work no play Lean back Savor from yourself
Submitted by Iron_Wraith — Jun 13, 2026