Blood Offerings

When the knife finds us, hopeless on the merge of time, Where things take colorless shapes of nothing. Awaiting to be served with the unexpected stroke of the blade. We observe as things unfold, relieving the unknown from the weight of expectations. Another wheel has turned, left me for dead. Nails in my head Shattered dreams, a castle of hate, I built through time to host my nightmares. Endless guests, filling the space in the walls at the castle of hate. Visions of death, as we part from life, drowning in depths, in this emptiness. Fade away into nothingness. Fade away into the void. Fragments of words lost in my head. Pieces of me I cannot leave behind. A wound that drips down to my feet, fixed to this pain to taste reality. The cut of the blade. To taste the blade. The cut of the blade. Fade away Into nothingness Fade away Into the void Nails in my head. (Solo: Reinhardt) Taste the blade, cold as ice, a burning cut, a burning night. Show me the way, the way to die. Don't leave me longing for the blade.

Submitted by Finntroll — Apr 25, 2025

Night comes, Break the light that was day. Empty space in our mind Keeps us awake. From sorrow we run, If into the shadows we'll fall Leave us, 'cause we would rather be dead Than alive in this world. And you! Wouldn't you rather be dead? Loss awaits, hiding behind a face you trust. A voice you've heard, A thousand times before. To die for what you live for. Another day, another time awaits you. Wouldn't You rather be dead? Than alive in this world. You! Wouldn't you rather be dead? To feel, you bite, the rain. Your mind, now craves the pain. Your face, is turned away. A life, you can't embrace. Time will erase. Crossing through. Suffering pain. You! Wouldn't you rather be dead, than alive in This world? You! Wouldn't you rather be dead?

Submitted by BloodShrine — Apr 25, 2025

Nothing but shadows and light. Nothing more than someone else's thought. When you close your eyes, you'll be gone life will still flow. Shadows and light, nothing more than shadows and light. We are dead. For what you perceive of time, for what your eyes can see, for what your heart can understand therefore you believe you exist. Heavy the weight of all that we carry with us. We stand and face the eternal curse. Ready to die, we never hoped for more. Ready to die, bring us back into the shadows. Shadows and light, nothing more than shadows and light. We are dead.

Submitted by SerpentEve — Apr 25, 2025

Blood! From man to man. From night 'til the sun, will rise again. Can you see the end? Of all that you hold close to your heart? Blood offerings, like water spills red. Freeze time, observe the world falling into Darkness. Blood offerings, as it burst into flames. All that you thrived for is taken away. Blood offerings, a fight 'til the end. Sacrifice you owe to time. Blood! From man to man. From night 'til the sun will rise again. Can you see the end? Of all that you hold close to your heart? Blood offerings, resisting the threat. Shaking in fear, you're already dead. Close to the end, divided we'll bring emptiness Forward. Blood offerings. Fear Set us apart.

Submitted by Finntroll — Apr 25, 2025

Seeking the right path, Walking through the unknown. Spirit reaches farther, Wanderers of hell accept the darkness. Growing old, a broken stone Carved with my name, it awaits. Beneath the graveyard, Beneath the graves. Enter the wasteland of souls. Underneath the lower level where no light Shines. Buried alive was my body And bones are all that is left. Now where darkness dwells, my remains are Turning into dust. Ashes to ashes, and dust to dust Ashes to ashes, dust to dust. No need for redemption We're going back to the grave, Back to the grave. Ashes to ashes, and dust to dust Ashes to ashes, dust to dust. We're going back to the grave. No life matters more, beneath the world. Beneath the graveyard, Under the graves. Welcome to wasteland of souls. Why are your hands cold? Why don't you smile? We can't get hurt Now that we have died. So if the wind blows Beneath we hide. We won't get old, We will survive. Why are your hands cold? Why don't you smile? Beneath we'll hide. Beneath.

Submitted by Infernal Flame — Apr 25, 2025

My soul will descend into darkness. I erased my time before time. Breathing machine, I became senseless. Breathing machine, holding hands with the End of all. Inhale. Exhale. Hopeless. Soulless. In endless pain, merciless like war. Breathing machine, I became stronger. Breathing machine, holding hands with the End of all. Abortion of society, Neglected son of a cunt. Forgotten child of the dark, To be able to see, he blinds his eyes. Inward, seek inward. Seek within yourself. Reverse your eyes, To be able to see you must die... Break me. To rebirth, you have to die. Break me. To rebirth you have to suffer. It's a struggle of the senses From the moment you were born. Unlearn all you think you know. Progression is forgetting all. Breathing machine, I became senseless. Breathing machine, holding hands with the End of all.

Submitted by VladTheImpaler666 — Apr 25, 2025

A crown of nails on your head, A crown of gold on mine. An army at my command, Nothing in your hands. No one to protect you, No one will save your soul. God is a lie I invented, A poison for you all. In a totality of hate To keep your thoughts in fear, I set you against each other. My work is done, the end is near. Layers of darkness cover the sky. You're sinking in your own blood, I bathe in liquid gold. Playing with your little lives Makes me feel like God. Puppets in my hands, you are. I crush you with my hate. I use you as I want and please. Gracefully enslaved. Bow to us, we dominate. Obey or die in pain. It's natural selection. We rule and you obey. Layers of darkness cover the sky. Born to die in pain. Consume, obey And bleed serving the machine. Serving the machine. When you are the meal for predators, Get used to being the prey. Trapped into a maze. Death will come, don't be afraid. No one wants to see. All attached to lies. When the infection spreads, People start to die. We belong in the absence of light. Craving the absence of life. We rejoice in the past. We are seduced by the emptiness Of what is lost. Now this nothing is all that we have.