Point Below Zero EP
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What is it that youâre saying? I cannot see this faith, that is so fakely portrayed My mind ticks over as your lips move But as Iâm sick all I hear are screams of pain My mind is gone, but murderous thoughts still rampage my brain I see death with a third eye, itâs like a track on repeat. You try to preach to me? I rip that fucking cross from your neck You worthless heathen. As I begin to stab you with what you call your god A chuckle comes to me, thereâs nothing like irony. Oh no mercy shown here, not like your fucking symbol No faith will save you now. I am the devil himself, just say a fucking prayer So I can spit in your face. Spit in your face! Protect me! From my sins What a joke! Your fucking blind faith. Your martyrism, is it supposed to impress me? Youâre not dying for a god, youâre just dying by my hands! Thereâs no one waiting for you up there. Keep that glint in your eye, itâs pathetic. You fucking worm! Death is the end, no one will save you now. From my bonesaw scraping, my upside down crucifix maiming Your skin is peeling from my effigy A model of the stupidity of your sacrifice A model of the stupidity of your sacrifice. Your witch heâs not real, how many times must I dismiss this blind facade? You are a legion of stupidity, I cannot stand by any longer. I must end your strangle. Your strangle Your strangle on humanity Your stranglehold, I must end it.
Submitted by Morgoth — Apr 18, 2026
My mind it feels tortured I can't express the pain Thoughts that pass over and torment me once again I can't stop thinking A brain that never ceases Am I tortured, does insanity plague my brain? This is the question that brings me over The edge and dumps me, to the ground This is the question that brings me pain Rips through my mind and tears again Be unto me, repair my flesh that wraps my mind A broken wall fading endless repressions Deceit and lies like defacation Upon graves, of heroes fallen Darkness falls as my mind begins to spiral Walking through hallways of another synapse It infects me, another impulse of rage injects like fluid into my veins. Once again, I can't control this fit in me Decimating through my body You decide whether I win or if I fucking lose What's the point you're on my shoulders where can I move to Get away and break away from this I fucking wish I will not break down into another shattered realm It's the perception of lies That kills me from the inside out But there's nothing left to kill Of me
Submitted by Finntroll — Apr 18, 2026