Some of Us May Never See the World

It's quiet when we're mutes The acts of an optimist But some of us may never see the world I hope the next time You slit your wrists, it's not for show None of us are necessary None of us are necessary As soon as we're born We begin to age, I can feel me dying Reminisce of now Reminisce of now, now Until there's nothing left to do but die Who amongst us would choose today For but one thing alone? The world turns But we don't feel it

Submitted by Nargaroth — Feb 13, 2026

Deaf eyes seem to watch the actions of definition Human mockery, persuasions never made me feel so sickened Where's your action? Spent stabbing aimlessly at walls with your fists As apparitions They do what they do Because this lonely town (This lonely town) Feels like hospital beds And you let them I've broke my hands for less than this There's nothing left to justify to you With every breath that I exhale I wonder what it's like to feel alive Maybe it's only in this light But you're not a victim No consequence Breeds no conscience

Submitted by Nargaroth — Feb 13, 2026

Fascinate To be a shade cast by the forms of mortal men The light cuts around my body Revealing evidence of times before my presence It fascinates or am I ghosts? Without a revelation Walking a moving line And when the comatose is finite, will I remember? Important details or will nonsense be my explanation? All out lives are lies, and when it's conscious We'll be dead

Submitted by Nargaroth — Feb 13, 2026

Ink bleeds deeper when pressed hard Soaks through paper and leaves stains on the table You don't look how I pictured You don't look quite how I remember I'll tell myself "I cannot surround me", but Some smiles Both resurrect and drain the life from Drain life from me I don't tell you everything I don't tell you everything Heartless, heartless, heartless The pictures remind me, the pictures remind me The pictures remind me, the pictures remind me I'm calloused to smiles

Submitted by Nargaroth — Feb 13, 2026

Dreams of knowledge for something new While all noises are that of invitation The vision of achievement blinds The vision of morality Science passed off as emotion Not all things are worth experiencing And the world is full of dreamers And the world is full of dreamers And the world is full of dreamers And the world is full of dreamers And the world is full of dreamers

Submitted by Nargaroth — Feb 13, 2026

His performance is moving I'll give it that The sequence of events it's all a matter of speaking To betray those who offer friendship and sanctuary It's beyond venial And ironically He's covered in it I'm tired of being tired The inferno will describe the inner most circle As the destination for the worst You, you move like dripping ice You stare like realization Decepticon! (decepticon)

Submitted by Nargaroth — Feb 13, 2026

Drill in your face Wasted life, what that means to me Separate your thoughts I could show you sometime With all your words You could not paralyze This is not what- Why don't I have more focus? Defined by what's around Systematically speaking I'd like to fuck you up California's not far enough Not far enough Drill in your face Wasted life, what that means to me Separate your thoughts I could show you sometime With all your words You could not paralyze This is not what mesmerizes Can't you see what this means to me? Can't you see what this means to me? Can't you see what this means to me?

Submitted by Nargaroth — Feb 13, 2026

The sound of a primate The offensive of attempting to create illusions With goals of appearing larger to an enemy But can you dance like indrid cold? (That's right) But can you dance like indrid cold? But can you dance like indrid cold? (That's right) But can you dance like indrid cold? I've got some questions, and I want them fucking answered Am I nothing more than an upright ape? Built in defenses, heartbeat increases An ape with shame and an ego to match

Submitted by Nargaroth — Feb 13, 2026

Such convictions I feel like stuttering I just wanted to move Listen on the subjects I've found On the importance of this liquid I get last laughs now It's not at all how I'd predicted There was never pressure You just seep in to what ever mold you're in The presence of long enough to fill out as you speak Walk away, walk away, keep walking Drop dead Just say what you mean to, you fucking liar (This is here to clear my conscience) Say what you mean to, you fucking liar Soapbox hero Fake "I should be coming clean tonight", he said "I won't swell up with pride tonight", he said "I should be coming clean tonight", he said "I won't swell up with pride tonight", he said If you're living a lie, then I'm living a lie I'm living a lie And you've parted with nothing new tonight

Submitted by Nargaroth — Feb 13, 2026

Last night I realized my excitement For events that were not yet my life Upon return, it's all in the past It's all a memory All my life is this moment And what I can remember What I cannot see does not exist And to think I would have mourned I fell in love with life What I cannot see does not exist All my life is memories To last night? We're shells, we're nothing You win, you win You lose, perfect I'm about to step back from this monstrous thing that brings the pain, as red tears pour down like rain Explain to me atrocities so that I might understand Why it's out of my hands Nobody dies of old age, the body just shuts down in stages Faceplates engraved on the graves while bottles are saved hoping to save different faces in similar places As they're packed tight with ice on flights to ride the plight of a night where organs failed Doctors and family members, panicked, and awaiting the mail The cargo of a crate nailed closed, holding the keys to a man's soul - An organ in a styrofoam box just trying to keep cold Behold the key to a life of cop esthetics, to systematically replace all my body parts with prosthetics Ethics set this apart, I rip charts from the start When all I really need is a heart full of cheer in a place where there's no need for fearing hearing clocks tick-tock Unless it's as a warning of crocs who took the hand of a man I could never stand - Pan

Submitted by Nargaroth — Feb 13, 2026