Where Owls Know My Name

Fear, fear drowns the mind In this kingdom of mine And standing in the hall; the faces of them all Real, like empty space They know what I became

Submitted by VladTheImpaler666 — Apr 26, 2025

Forgo the falls which rain with fear, farce are their depths Illusions are woven beings, the masquerading of death Where eternity folds itself to wind the projection reel A casket lowered renders the truth, an existence unveiled. Rejoice, commend, re-live The beginning of ends Rejoice, transcend, re-live The beginning of ends Spiraling beyond this seamless seal Lies a destined view of tranquility within flesh-less fields Commence thy spirit Behold this integral fate, Spawn of radiant rapture and shape. As I fold & drift in this void. I leave this world of fire, texture and taste. In the absence of light That was coiled and bound I reflect upon the balance That once shone. Hush, don't speak, no more. The feeling is gone. Oh, fleeting feeling of bond You've been loyal in my loneliness You aid my growth, build me to be strong. Rejoice, commend, re-live, Oh, the nothing, old friend. Rejoice, transcend, re-live, Oh, the nothing, old friend. Commence thy spirit

Submitted by johnmansley — Apr 26, 2025

Can you explain This subtle change That dull, sweet ache That takes my mind To a place where nothing can see Dissatisfied, as you drift back to what you were Before, before you came here I'm losing some pieces, here at the end And I can't find exactly where I came in Drifting backwards into nothing Oh, my god it's watching me and moving in me I feel its sickness in me I see sickened entropic vision Death above me, and rot below I feel the change Can you explain This subtle change That dull, sweet ache That takes my mind To a place that I can't remember What could it be This all-enveloping white It wants to decompose me They want this living husk Eyes move in silence Through a blanket of night The air here is stagnant This wood void of light Not for the eyes of silence Withered in this wicked copse They only seek to change me From man to fetid rot Speaking to me, the only voice I hear Caresses me with its cold and static logic Moving backwards through a forest of transition I'm drifting backwards into nothing Can you explain (I don't think they can hear me) This subtle change (Is the forest screaming?) Can you explain (Stark dissatisfaction) I can't remember why I came here

Submitted by Corpse Defiler — Apr 26, 2025

And with fall, frailty.

Submitted by Infernal Flame — Apr 26, 2025

As I walk through the shallows of my distant mind I see the forms of faces I had long forgot They search and reach, though their secrets I will keep Despair, oh my child. Everything that we've worked for is gone. And I'll keep running away, pulling away, Facing the days that don't seem to end. How can I make amends? Break yourself. Do it again, then you begin. It doesn't seem to end, a hollow sense of self takes, its root within Crush the stone in your hand until it bleeds All of the pain that you've felt now isn't real, it never was Only age and disillusion remain I face it all the same I'll face the endless days Collect my weary bones And touch my fragile skin Making it new again In this world, as disillusion incarnate As this place, grows smaller every day In this world, I feel no presence with me To escape, I'd give it all away Crush the stone in your hand until it bleeds All of the pain that you've felt now isn't real and it never was Only age and disillusion remain The hollow thoughts prevail If there's only one thing I promise It's that you'll turn back And leave this place like a ghost Forever turned away I'll face the endless days

Submitted by SerpentEve — Apr 26, 2025

For all your ruminations on strength and purpose There's only dust collecting In a mind where none can find you You've shown a wealth of disease A hand that's broken in fractions A face that's masked in decay With no body to call his own now He's turning inward I, I've lost faith There's only ugliness here Only death can find me So we know that nothing's true In all your life there's deception That somewhere truth can be found In a house where faith has failed you There is no use in defending A hand that's broken in fractions A face that's masked in decay With no body to call his own now He's turning inward I, I've lost faith There's only ugliness here Only death can find me So we know that nothing's true We knew another way To live beyond our despair You're gone, we're here So we know that death is real And we know that death is real Thoughts of delusion behind stagnant cold eyes Faces masked inside a house decayed and twisting All around me are the plastic holy relics They remind me of my vibrance, gone Only death can find me

Submitted by Sexy Gargoyle — Apr 26, 2025

Fear, fear drowns the mind In my kingdom, in my refuge Within this empty room Where I can speak to you A last breath for the earthly In empty space Distant voices chant softly It's beginning to look like a pale facade Another cry for existence Stands to be ignored But it's a pale facade It's a pale facade Hands stretching toward the last day beneath the sun Reaching paradox/in time we will unmake ourselves It's a pale facade Secure in your right to remain Breathing the air you did not earn Like ants coveting Strong sense of dependence No will of its own Walk for centuries to realize all that's left is a fading image Words like fleeting omniscience Cloaked in subtle pain No answer for those needing relief from existence Oh the sight! Oh can it be? I've longed to see that which truly Owns the light A calming wave of incandescent grace Spreads its rot It's a pale facade Hands stretching toward the last day beneath the sun Reaching paradox/in time we will unmake ourselves It's a pale facade Secure in your right to remain Breathing the air you did not earn When the sun doesn't rise And the hope of light fades Rest these eyes a while I'll see your face

Submitted by NecroGod — Apr 26, 2025