Mirror of Vibrations

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On squalid and stony walls When the mind to the thinking bows Sexton of the stygian shrine Is falling into the same mistake One guardian is lost, one man understood Still dust on the crown like legend On squalid and stony walls When the mind to the thinking bows Sexton of the stygian shrine Is falling into the same mistake How many times the question passed? No matter first nor last Escape from earth to dungeon space Two eyes suffocated by pointing words One guardian is lost, one man understood Still dust on the crown like legend How many times the question passed? No matter first nor last Escape from earth to dungeon space Two eyes suffocated by pointing words Let the existence of the devil sleep To see and feel what should have been given If the serpent wasn't hungry And she is ready to hold his sin Farewell to the philosopher In a century of damned tales Age redolent of scorn with touchable things Scavenged only by the abnormal force Of the no choice Still the sexton envenomed with fear In a funeral full of lights and fervent happiness Of ignorance On squalid and stony walls When the mind to the thinking bows Sexton of the stygian shrine is afalling into the same mistake With every tongue's speech revival reach

Submitted by Corpse Defiler — Apr 26, 2025

Those who saw my figure and name Defined me as a ghost Deaf and blind witness mute paralyzed witness In every moment a witness dies by his throne Through the physical prescence And nameless paradoxical law Under one cover of raft ways Hours became minutes And minutes became decay Deaf and blind witness mute paralyzed witness in every moment a witness dies by his throne Protect your servitude and blow A wind to deflower its vow At the time my bones grow old My flesh will whisper a song of gold More than a siple sight will make A difficult view for you to take As long as I measure the distance One more step is added to my existence As I am trying to reach my avoidance One more clue is added to my evidence Purvey the gruesome of the wihness So he can forget As long as I measure the distance One more step is added to my existence But if you reached at the end of your faith You will beleive that there was always A sky as a source for these dirty drops of rain Covering your brain

Submitted by Grave666 — Apr 26, 2025

Help those who need extreme help And find out a true experience Only one bullet remained To replace fear by a fake dream In the four corners of this useless hopeless stream Absorb their saliva, filter their dirt Taste their urine and vomit their hate Before you close the doors of nemesis You have to search beyond the gates of flesh And the ground you are walking on for years Will turn to be as hollow as your tears Far away even side by side A gale of ghosts inside of me Far away even side by side My madness will be within Similar and different The order must be obeyed Similar but not different Blissfully follow my doctrine I am running into the space counting my steps As my last real hope before my death Venerate yourattendance to be My jester of misery The decision of who will lead you To the point you are free Is another coming simple question But poor can't find any key The only solution for you to exist Is closing your eyes and let it be Counting you age crossing the bridge Don't turn around keep walking In the misty funeral of this never ending war Painting picture on my wall of shaking hands Grasping a resistant foe down below And hands high above the universe Holding poison ready to blow Help those who need extreme help And find out a true experience Only one bullet remained To replace fear by a fake dream In the four corners Of this useless hopeless stream Absorb their saliva, filter their dirt Taste their urine and vomit their hate Cause it is your fate to try to cure infected body While it is already dead and time is too late Learn more about hate before you are dead Do you think time is waiting? The arrows are shinning Pointing but not binding The unknown and its hidden gate

Submitted by Dahmers Fridge — Apr 26, 2025

A hand behind a curtain Empty theatre strange and new Where the candles were chosen To light the sullen view White rose in the garden of death Sleeping from her date of birth But when the rain was falling down Her time had come to take off the crown A hand behind a curtain Empty theatre strange and new Where the candles were chosen To light the sullen view Different shapes of the universe On one nail of a prayer Master, follower, slave? Different choices in one grave Your book of knowledge is empty Shiny drops of tears on these white pages How beautiful was the myth of heart Apophenia formed another living lie But the mouning cannot hear Debilitating the unsightly pyramids of Horror and fear And when the mutilated tongue creates new letters We will fight for writing the brave words And believing them When the hand can rise and hold We will fight to be inside But a mirage was the idea of sin Cause we were born so blind Born killed hope of salvation A whole illusion of equations And biochemical emotions But the logic still the same I don't intend to dream again When the hand can rise and hold We will fight to be inside But a mirage was the idea of sin Cause we were born so blind Kiss the whore to feed the role Then regret to purify your soul We don't even know what the role is But when the curtains are pulled down I took off the mask But still I hear the claps of another existing hands For I have spent all my life to know but failed

Submitted by NecroLord — Apr 26, 2025

It is a dream to reach the beauty of the stars But when you reach this beauty You may burn the sun Sad faces on drab skin Turning my heart to stone Move a part and slowly take The pleasure of being alone Limited views key to my thoughts They all come near And then evaporate but still the view is clear Having more choices but one decision Many voices losing this mission Having more choices but one decision Voices voices losing this mission Dancing on one foot Been hailed by most of the blind audience Dancing on one foot Wearing the mask of clown Symbol of your weakness Dancing on one foot Been hailed by most of the blind audience Dancing on one foot Wearing the mask of clown Keeping us all down Limited views key to my thoughts They all come near And then evaporate but still the view is clear Hold back your tears they are unseen New wine to the shape of power in between Hold back your tears they are unseen Although I am lost I have felt the best I have ever been Smoke and fire partial hell Completed in misshapen agonies that dwell Equal in divinity but spiral in sight I share you fools the majesty of this night I share you fools this beautiful night Here in my prison devoid of light To motivate your fears to differentiate between What was wrong and what is right i will burn my story and spread its heat I am sure the world will feel so sweet What a faithful demon cries at my feet Displays me facts and then delete I concealed the fact of death so I might still Breathe I threw my mind into a cold river so it can Finally freeze And now do you remember the glory of your Definition? Conpiracy under the pressure of your dead Confutation Limited views key to my thoughts They all come near And then evaporate but still the view is clear

Submitted by Morgoth — Apr 26, 2025

There is an eye behind my eye Watching my eye watching my eye You see some facts and you can't deny Watching my eye watching my eye Contradictions of mankind Watching my eye watching my eye Standing on the same line Holding tight the ropes of time To pull us through this mud and grime That is what we called the perfect crime Wave goodbye to the judging birds And close the chains of their cage Feed them to smile but keep their wings Away to avoid the cruelty of their rage Watching my eye watching my eye Wave goodbye to the judging birds And close the chains of their cage Feed them to smile but keep their wings Away to avoid the cruelty of their rage It is a matter of time and soon they all will die The sky is near the day is short But the tunes are still very high The less my heart is free The more my passion will destroy I heard some voices calling me Pretty was their poetry But so deep was the hole Although I thought I reached my goal So I started at the centre and was ready to enter Standing on the same line Holding tght the ropes of time To pull us through this mud and grime That is what we called the perfect crime Different copies of the same Construction of this game Along with all these kinds of pain No one is left to blame Standing on the same line Holding tight the ropes of time To pull us through this mud and lust That is what we called the mind in dust Different copies of the same Construction of this game Along with all these kinds of pain No one is left to blame Lame Wave goodbye to the judging birds And close the chains of their cage Feed them to smile but keep their rage It is matter of time and soon they all will die The sky is near the day is short But the tunes are still very high Watching my eye watching my eye I learned to believe I learned to lie I learned to live I learned to die The sky is near the day is short But the tunes are still very high

Submitted by Pestilence — Apr 26, 2025

The chains embraced the cold blade On a saddle far from this fake world Never seen in the light as a gloomy cloud Decorated with hidden gray birds of hatred Through the eyes of time we traveled high To the endless shadow to the mourning cry The stars seem like touching the lake But sink under water and start to fade Crystals with splendid flare warm eclipse Eradicate the Odious edge of my dim fate Through the eyes of time we traveled high To the endless shadow to the mourning cry The astral call was the missing link to unite my soul The drop of pure rain was falling down to end it all Upon the broken wing the recall of dead wind Upon!!!

Submitted by Finntroll — Apr 26, 2025

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