Delirium Tremens

Self critical to the point of lunacy Thinking of the things I have done And what I have become Everything always hanging in a delicate balance Descent into drunken apathy Throwing caution to the wind As the dark horses ride the shores of night I awake inside a paralyzed state Frozen in a life of constant turmoil I must free my mind So turn that bottle up Turn up the metal To cancel all the frustration To delay and disrupt the horrid engrams Introspective nightmares, festering in mu mind My conscience fills with pus and maggots That decay as they turn to flies Swarming around, distorting m thoughts Then drowning in the irresistible rot I try to kill them with the consumption of poison And thus begins the purge of mental blood clots No escape, no respite, only suffering Wandering aimlessly in this intoxicated haze No escape from the inner voices No respite from these twisted visions The only way to achieve temporary serenity Is excessive consumption of vial liquid Then once I fall into enchanted slumber Too drunk to awake From this horrible introspective nightmare As the light grows dim And this life slips through my fingers Never did I care if it was meaningful Just another waste of existence One hazy day blurring into another Time itself becomes irrelevant I must evade the terror Before my journey is complete on this earth

Your innocent youth is now a faint memory The meth has control Slowly killing you while robbing your youth and beauty Turning you into a waste of human Your body is decaying and deforming Picking at the scabs on your face Mindless slave to the glass dick Euphoria combined with paranoia Dismantled from the inside out Feeling helpless never felt so good The faces of meth are forever changing Never had a chance at a normal life Raised by generations of ignorance Total abandonment of rational thought Say goodbye to functionality Too late for recovery the damage is done Draining the very last bit of self-esteem Your teeth have completely rotted out The faces of meth are forever changing Smoking crystal meth until your face is deformed Altering your chemistry you start to think like a criminal Losing control of your very short life You become a menace to society Your body is decaying and deforming Picking at the scabs on your face Mindless slave to the glass dick Euphoria combined with paranoia Dismantled from the inside out Feeling helpless never felt so good The faces of meth are forever changing

Submitted by SerpentEve — Apr 26, 2025

No expectations from a pretentious industry No ridiculous rules and meaningless imagery Creating the art we want Unshackled by the ravages of mediocrity We are totally free To connect with people on a more personal level Not restricting ourselves to countless false deities Regurgitated for the neurotypical masses Deluded and controlled by popular fashion Fabricated to feel against the grain Delusional outward image of angst and pain Return to the underground Let the music flow, up close and personal No smoke and mirrors No fucking filter We dedicate our lives Never faltering Never weakening from external pressures We will never create typical garbage Just to make a profit No one will ever tell us what to do Never will we feed you template breakdowns To blend in with the trends Or cash in on past glory Every work complete and honest Never just displaying skill with mundane filler Return to the underground Let the music flow up close and personal No smoke and mirrors No fucking filter We put our lives on the line Just for this insatiable need for metal in our lives We will never care about keyboard warriors And their biased magazines

Submitted by Cyberwaste — Apr 26, 2025

The idea of a higher power Has been obscured by calamity Completely void of spiritual experience Nothing to give purpose or direction I will never believe In the face of collapse and despair The only higher power I see Is a bottle of whiskey As the brown bile rises up in my being And assumes control of my faculties I start to believe Let the temporary false happiness Flow from the bottle Let my sense of purpose Stem from intoxication As I become lost in the dimming light I fall to my knees Accepting the higher power As it renders me totally impotent I finally believe Now hatred flows through me in liquid form Never again will I succumb To the voices in my mind So dependent on impure substances As many are dependent On their concept of god

Submitted by Finntroll — Apr 26, 2025

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The diseased one has gone astray Nodding in and out of consciousness As you repeat drunken incoherent babble Rage takes over my face You waist your life trying to forget reality With booze pills and cocaine I will not remain silent While you piss your life away This self destructive behavior I will no longer tolerate Blackout zombie, faded image of your former self You become a liability Trying to stop the voices in your head With self medication Forever scarring me With this constant life of chaos Too selfish to consider The pain you put friends and family through As we watch you slowly kill yourself Blackout zombie, faded image of your former self I have to leave, I cannot stay I wish to feel my pain and survive And let my open scars bleed and swell Bleed and swell

Submitted by MetalElf — Apr 26, 2025

Trying to stop this insanity Time to end the consumption of evil rotten nectar Hopelessly afraid of the voices and the visions And the vivid hallucinations The poison has bonded with my chemistry Manifesting mental inability Caught in a vortex of habitual behavior I try to break free But every time I try To turn my back on the poison I start to shake uncontrollably And my heart begins to race Beyond brilliance or intoxication Stumbling on the line of life and death Crossing over into an alternate state Has become a necessary path Stuck between the voices in my head And the ringing in my ears I recoil and tremble in horror Every attempt to escape the malignant toxins I feel the fear and begin to shutter Delirium tremens! The perpetual fight within Has become too much to contain As the purging ritual begins Not one single moment of clarity No serenity just delirium tremens! Fear of being sober, fear of aberration Stuck in an introspective nightmare Serenity prayer will not save me From the grasp of delirium tremens!

Submitted by SerpentEve — Apr 26, 2025

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I'm losing, I'm losing I've lost all that was sane Heart, body and mind revolted Pandemoniacal identity unfolded Now this life goes down into the chasm Deep into a hole, inner sorrow and depression I'm going under, so far under I've lost the ability to comprehend existence Thoughts of happiness gone, violence remains Clarity abandoned, only desire for pain Time to go, insanity beckons Life revolted by the choices that were set Absolutely feeling disgusted and wrecked Negativity made sentient drives me to the edge Laying more burdens down upon my soul Until pushed deeper into a dark hole Where running rampant and indescribable Live my thoughts that once were controlled Feeling so revolted by the day to day It may be time to throw life all away Nothing is real when life feels concocted Miserable, a thing of pure mockery Late night shakes. Toxins my dominion Through my veins chemicals dominate certainty Nothing is real when life is revolted Self-immolating logic, I must ruin my soul In the mirror I dared look, incubus of distress manifested Not sure if you are even real, doesn't matter I will keep soaring through the confusion of my lunacy The undoing began with the poison I gathered So it shall end, mind deterioration, embracing dissolution Despair and debauchery holds my soul hostage There is no escape I have gone mad Skull is shaking, eyes wide open again Living with a stranger in the mind unspoken A stranger growing stronger crawls out of the void Not a corner For the former tenant inside Degenerating, unyielding, massive state of ruination Still my eyes are vacant, masking the chaos behind Every single day, and every single night My thoughts a raging storm, and offer no comfort And you, your words are adrift In endless waves of deceit Distorting any chance for me to exist Destroying any chance for me to exist

Submitted by Corpse Defiler — Apr 26, 2025

Constructing a self serving hierarchy To pamper your weak little ego Feeling the need to subjugate others To feel better about yourself Full of countless double standards Undeserving of the praise you receive Living a complete lie Sensitive ego held up By the smoked and mirrored masses Hiding behind that big front You will be exposed For the slimy person you know you are You will suffer for all to see Your selfish ways will strangle you You will die alone I laugh at your petty little games Narcissist used to getting your way Thinking we should be grateful For your twisted web of lies Always underestimating the people around you Utterly disgusted by your presence You will die alone Your fake smile and mannerisms Loaded with condescension Makes us sick to the point Of vomiting in your presence Wallowing in your own slime You fit right in to a society I will never want to be in You will be exposed, you will die alone Cocooned in your intricate web of lies You will be exposed, you will die alone The facade is over, you will die alone

Submitted by SerpentEve — Apr 26, 2025

Drowning in obscurity Grasping what is left of me I'm still dreaming — severed vital parts of me Scattered like glass shattered It's an unseen internal disaster Please take away all this pain, or take me away in the night Got nothing left for this place, time to move to the next life Everything is drained of essence Hard to hold coherent thought Tunnel vision, shallow breathing Everything is what it's not All embrace, hail the rot I am now the spiritless, a ghost no longer resides Now my specter is a refugee fleeing the wars inside So it seems that down is the way! Husk! Sanity weathered, serenity never! Desire extinguished, eager to leave this! Nothing is left of me, nothing is what it seems I picked a good time to die, to be alive Pushing opposing forces to find light in this Found only black in the place you said heaven is I guess the light was a lie to hide behind I found that the silver lining Was just tragedy in hiding I found that the hope you cling to Is just that, just hope, you need to I found that the strongest wither Deep within their spirits shiver I found we're on borrowed time The falling sands are yours and mine Drained from this, its light gets dim I've stood long in the blighted winds To the end and then back again I've seen gods be written in And return to myth again! Husk! Let it go, watch it drop In the end we all know we will stop!

Submitted by NecroGod — Apr 26, 2025

No money in the cure, only in the medicine Never addressing the problem Prescribing drugs just to get you by Corporations lining their pockets With our shattered lives Creating a society of zombies, awake but still sleeping Slaves to the yuppie scum drug dealer, giving opiates to children Diluted and hazed nation on the verge of collapse At the mercy of political greed They live in their castles, the rest of us suffer In this doctor approved narcotic wasteland Turning pain into profit Feeding on souls, destroying countless lives The lost line up and beckon their saviors Trading their very essence for the mirage of feeling complete And so the light dims and the pain fades for a day Not disappearing, just displaced, further away than ever Turning your bane into profit They use your weakness to propagate the device Tricked into feeding it with your life Not knowing the cost So many lives living that are already lost Planting the seeds for The next generation to kneel to the beast Propagate the machine, turning your plight into profit With each day, more become entangled in their web Assimilated and sedated, overprescribed and hollowed Ambitions downgraded to visions And exchanged for fading memories The hypocrites imprison us, for possession of a benign plant While pharmaceutical drugs Kill more people than all street drugs combined While our working class struggles in absolute poverty They seal our fate to a life of slavery

Submitted by Finntroll — Apr 26, 2025

Drowning in blood from the scars of the past Conflicting hemispheres will it not pass But what the mind does not know is greater than knowing Clot in the blood through the mind it is flowing Visions in the brain Erratic mental strain The course through which twisted perception is gained No truth will be spoken or known Unwanted information in a mind that will never be shown Dishonest humans speaking for what they want known Lingering in their mind is the truth that will never be shown I purge myself of this common sickness While reflecting my true past shaping the person within Lying through your face to me is the only sin With paranoia high and patience getting thin I unleash my mind in its truest form So self denial shall not be born Drowning in blood from the scars of the past Conflicting hemispheres will it not pass But what the mind does not know is greater than knowing Clot in the blood through the mind it is flowing I unleash my mind in its truest form So self denial shall not be born

Submitted by Sexy Gargoyle — Nov 10, 2025