Shallow Graves
Push the stone, powerless but proud Given to this wretched condition No divine hand shall ever interfere Ephemeral moments of conquest Surmount this fate with scorn And except your misery Through all of hell, it is absurd In the raging heat, with a broken back Devoid of faith, so live your life And fear death The struggle towards the heights Is enough to fill some souls You watch the stone rush past Down, down and away And except the task once more Now briefly free of labour You return to your destiny Through all of hell, it is absurd In the raging heat, with one task Reject death, by your own hand Internal revolt Push the stone, it is your fate It is absurd it is absurd Fear your Death, without Hope Already dead already dead Acceptance, acceptance Sisyphus, accept it
Submitted by NecroGod — Jun 08, 2026
An endless stream of bodies flow Into the lower-east side Whores of the world get to visit the farm Where their sins get taken Magnificent constellations align Honest living, the quiet kind Just another tiny master They found Mona out back in the garbage Shot full of love There is no end to the pain in the world Convicted of taking 27 but he confessed to almost 50 .22 caliber revolver, a dildo for a silencer When the party starts at the pig farm palace The good times are guaranteed Slow to get wise, when the drugs kick in Their miserable lives reduced to Nothing Paradise of dirt and meat and blood Human flesh ground up with pig And brought to market .22 caliber revolver, a dildo for a silencer With one round shot
Submitted by NecroGod — Jun 08, 2026
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The silence, getting deeper Turning Turn inside out, long way gone Now exposed for all to see And in the end Deal with the Devil, coax a losing hand Put faith in the Chosen Find only forked tongues A life in shadow, no one left to trust Turn back to the liar Tell him what you need To bring you to your knees Sell your soul Tomorrow when the sun breaks Will it burn bright or will it fade Turned inside out, so far gone Now exposed and left for dead When the ground you are on Shifts beneath your feet When those entrusted Turn their back to you Your own weak voice conspires against you Turn back to the liar Tell him what you need To bring your body to its knees Sell your soul, sell your soul to me When you let it go, a spirit free to fly The picture seems so clear But the air gets hard to breathe Sometimes And now the noise is gone Never coming back Sell your soul, sell your soul
Submitted by NecroGod — Jun 08, 2026