Rafflesia
Album • 2007
Another innocence is spoiled Another life is shed Conquer over the weak Marching over their dreams BLAME THE ONES WITH POWER OVER ALL JUDGE THE ONES WITHOUT COMMON SENSE Traitors to life Traitors to the world Dust in their eyes Blood on their hands When I close my sight I SEE THE WORLD... DEAD! When I reach my hands, I feel the cold sense of murder. You pretend it's OK Without remorse, without regret I feel disgust in your presence MAY SWORDS RISE OVER YOUR HEAD As you suffer IT IS MY TIME TO GRIN As you succumb It's time for the weak to take back life FEELS LIKE I'M ON A PATH WITH NO GLORY BUT DEATH
Submitted by The Void — Apr 25, 2025
Darkness compels you Your whole live is one lie How can I see your face when it's veiled behind darkness? How can I trust the one who took it all away from me? BE WHO YOU ARE, DO AS YOU PLEASE, THE TRUTH IS GOING TO BRING YOU DOWN TO YOUR KNEES! In a time of deceit, telling the truth is a revolutionary act. Common sense will strike you down. You have the power of taking, but we have the power of giving. You have the power of deceit, we have the power of truth. In a world of chaos, order will bring back life! LIFE IS A QUEST FOR TRUTH that we should all succeed. I keep on writing these words, wishing truth would reveal itself! PAGES OF LIES, STORIES UNFOLD!
Submitted by The Void — Apr 25, 2025
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We build a lot of memorials But seem to have forgotten why While we use stone (and metal) to commemorate Other use it TO MAKE PEOPLE DIE Within your war of terror You have forgotten the truth of being free The stench of death The colour of blood I REFUSE TO BELIEVE YOU HAVE TO DIE TO BE FREE I refuse to take the path of violence to justify Within your quest for power You have forgotten The stench of death The cries for silence The price of lives USE YOUR EYES CLEAR YOUR MIND Don't let greed blind your sight So many lives destroyed What's left to commemorate Is just BITTERNESS
Submitted by The Void — Apr 25, 2025
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TIME TO RISE WE'LL BREAK YOUR SUPREMACY NO LONGER WILL WE BE LIKE PAWNS... ON YOUR SALIENT It's time to reap your soul! No more secrecy, it's time to break your reign. No more violations, it's time to break your reign. No more lies! TIME TO END YOUR OPPRESSION TIME TO TURN YOUR CONTENT INTO A BLOODSHED A tempest of justice will pass over you. This will determine a new epoch. We'll exert until we triumph. Time to your advances, a violent storm unleashed. The authority brought down... THE HUNTER BECOMES THE HUNTED THE SCAPEGOAT BECOMES THE JUDGE No more of your lies Now is the time To step aside
Submitted by VladTheImpaler666 — Apr 25, 2025
As the rage is fed As the blood has been shed Hours of pain, my soul seeks for this... This place, embrace, this silence, this moment... We all forgot The breeze of the wind The smell of trees The warmth of the sun So pure as crystal water For I thought this battle was endless For I thought this darkness was forever!!! When the tears have dried When wounds have been healed That's when you realize Your mind will have scars of... THIS RAGE, THIS WAR, THIS PAIN IT HAS DIED Now it's time for clarity FOR I THOUGHT THIS BEAST WE CREATED WOULD NEVER DIE For the sun For you I lay myself to rest
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This is for all your sins. THERE'S NO TIME FOR ABSOLUTION... And by the time you'll understand IT'S TOO LATE Your palms are NAILED TO THE CROSS!!! Lives and hopes, destroyed and murdered. Dark rivers of blood, fields of hope... Strangled by your hands. Dreams of glory, killed by your lies! This is for all your sins. THERE'S NO TIME FOR FORGIVENESS... This is for all your sickness and misery! THIS IS YOUR CROSS THIS IS YOUR PUNISHMENT A crown of bleeding roses Will be perched over your head And the nails through your palms Will forgive YOU!
Submitted by Cyberwaste — Apr 25, 2025
Fear and courage do me great injury As they struggle within me... The pride inside is torn My victory is twarthed by these two rivals My flesh is burning, blood sweat and tears The stench is somehow familiar Within my chest, that which desires my glory will win the battle for my soul. What pierces my heart, at this dreadful sight, what bitter sorrow.
Submitted by Grave666 — Apr 25, 2025
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