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Once an ordinary day turned into a mandatory slaughter. Blood was spilled on a fertile soil ow it's a wasteland. No one knew me before this, but now I am the center of attention. Approach me... Worship me. Break the code into his head. Solve the cipher. Find the answers from the words he said. Puzzle in million pieces, reveal the truth. Connect the dots to see the portrait of a madman. I never believed my name could be in the books of history among the other great men with a vision. Statues just started to raise around me and people were on their knees without being of my decision. No disposable shock value or fifteen minutes of fame. Once slave today king, but tomorrow I am nothing. My days of cheer and glory are over and five star treatment ere I come. A large-scale operation. I'll keep the audience blindfolded before the opening. They are hypnotized by the glaze. Loosing track of prime-time show, hardcore media porn. Lunatic stole the headlines, highly addictive I must say.
Submitted by SerpentEve — Apr 26, 2025
Invite me to your world of opposites. In harmonic anarchy of the physics. At the stage of no worries. Nothing matters that much you see. A room for a thouhgt yet no hallways to get through and even if too afraid to take a step back or forth. No use for doors or locks as you end up from were you left. There is no time. An hour can be a week depending on what you seek. an inch by inch into the gloom of deep. Do not point a view since there might be no coming back. Do not loose the grip or you'll return in black leather sack. Keep your head and stick with it... Do not lose the grip. Master of deception, a prankster of will... Master of deception, let him to lead, let him to fill... Master of deception, a maiden riding on hairy pig. Master of deception, it just seems so, you're not that sick. In case of "true" or "false", perspective ain't your friend no more as the trusted one has deceived, all changed from what was before. Riddles teasing the brain itching from within. One more clever than the other...cracks up, making insane.
Pressure got too intense inside your picture-perfect shell. Didn't believe no more it's like that with others too. Tore this facade apart and ripped the curtains down. Forced to please them both, world you grew into. Mural... of lifelong trauma. Family portrait painted with blood Domestic violence and homocide. With no doubt, with no remorse. An eye for an eye justifies the cause. Cry of the victim painted to the walls with one shade. Keep the colors running wild with dull razorblade. Mural... of lifelong trauma. Family portrait painted with blood You dressed their contorted faces into smile with braces and length of wire. Cut the lids of dried out eyes to gaze your masterpiece with wonder. Instead of opening the floodgates you took the future in your own hands. Disregarded, manipulated and touched by your very own blood. Made daddy wear church suit and sit next to mom on her Sunday dress. Convincing yourself there was a time they were proud of you. Mural... of lifelong trauma. Family portrait painted with blood Mural...
Submitted by Lake of Tears — Apr 26, 2025
A piece of action and bit from reaction Some blood for the people like they use to say If you're into stories I would indeed have one to tell I'll skip right to the final chapter Postscript that really counts To stitch-mouth I will not tell a lie Draw your own conclusions Read between the lines Parallel delusions on a road without signs Everything we discuss Will remain inside these walls Intimate session with my faithful trustee Button-eyed companion Leading the burial of my past Dig behind those words And see what I mean Let the one with no sin Cast the first stones Innocent until proven guilty Answers laying on the bones Unsuspected behavior First class ticket to madness Traumatic intrusions Chemical illusions Lewd penetrations and mass-raped mind If the coin is scratched from the other side The other remains its shine Ashes to ashes, dust to dust Until that comes down there is a must "...off with their heads" I remember Charlie saying Sure as sugar, sweet as salt!
Submitted by johnmansley — Apr 26, 2025
Just head and torso, limbs torn apart. Replaced tooled fully improved to make them run clean 'n smooth. No change no tomorrow, past cure just tubes to swallow. On a drip tied down to rest. Belt up across his chest. A tool of death and destruction, a master of all war. Mindless killer, heartless blood spiller with no change of error nor fear of fall. Equal, Sees no difference in faces as marching through the mass graves of all human races. Bone crusher, life flusher. The prince of pain mind of an insane. Übermensch - a god walking among men. Übermensch - a god walking among men. A being made to kill. Left without choise of will. Forged in fire chased to a mould. Body of iron shining 'n cold. Armed to the teeth, tracks instead of feet to keep it in speed. A motor in its head staring eyes of dead.
Submitted by Iron_Wraith — Apr 26, 2025
This moment seems to last forever Time is standing still A scent of hate in silence Makes you act according to the will Palms are sweating out of excitement It's time to pay the dues Force her face down on the pavement And let the Hell break loose For long you shed the flesh Yet faced the fact There was a right to choose Maximized revenge it wasn't you Who should be swinging on the noose You drew the line not to cross And jumped to the other side You drew the line on skin And cut the flesh open wide Draw the line Breathing is getting harder Air's too thick to inhale Release your innerself for pressure Sweet therapy for pain On the edge of breakdown Life is flashing through your very eyes There is no time for hesitation Say the last goodbyes
Submitted by Sexy Gargoyle — Apr 26, 2025
Now closed in asylum I heard I was hiding from reality Idea of future seems to lose its way I am destroyer of equal opportunity Only active life was in my imagination The people never existed Lime light was a light in the basement And the crowd was a rag doll named Charlie As we were found I was dancing before my parents bodies Music playing loud and I laughed Because I was free from their judging eyes ...just me and Charlie Shot down Police came weeks after I killed them They took pictures of the murals on the wall After a while they found out The hideout of my mother's insides Shot down I ate my father's skin While he was still alive I always thought he was tough..well, he was I had to pound him a bit with my shovel ...just me and Charlie
Been going all days and nights Getting into these inhead fights Speeding and weeding and snooping on booze Getting ready for the noose It's gonna shake 'till the morning If I can't get any kick I have drunken myself dry Few mushrooms might do the trick But on the another hand I am so happy Laying naked on the bed feeling fresh If it only wouldn't smell so weird Say, one nasty mama I must confess "Not in bloom but ain't so bad for the price" Yet the old toothless lied If she only was abomination Something worst than I resting by my side A fast nose slide and smile of a snitch No wonder he was in haste Getting rid of that awful bitch And now children.. Flashback ain't your friend Recollections should be shot Factum, non fabula! She will kiss and tell I know those her short far too well The horrifying being was waiting for her fall Besides I had listened all morning rap About killing and all She must leave and I must stay Nope, -no sire Bob There ain't another way
Submitted by Nargaroth — Apr 26, 2025
Total brain malfunction. It's all about the instincts now. Adrenaline rush clears the way from reason you thought you had. Chemical genocide of nerves and brain cells. Bombs falling on head,it shakes like the sound of massive bells. Everlasting fight against the nature of the beast. You woke up pulling yourself like a dog on a leash. Shady plastic dreams from the homemade bunch-bowl. A pill or two on morning keeps you from feeling so low. Front row seats to the inhead race. It's all exploding into your own face. A teaspoonful away from the perfect match, just you and one that's gonna open the hatch. Melting cortex, few loose teeth. Still manage to stand on your feet. Liver failing out of the C, a pump away from HIV. Withdrawn from the reach of cure, went too far away. It's death knocking on door, waiting for your decay. Front row seats to the inhead race. It's all exploding into your own face. A teaspoonful away from the perfect match, just you and one that's gonna open the hatch. For withdrawal some morphine and valium. You're on the road to the grave or sanitarium. Intersection, pass red light. Future never looked that bright. No need for detox, it's all under control. Earth calling the prodical son. You are back to square one. Everlasting fight against the nature of the beast. You woke up pulling yourself like a dog on a leash. Shady plastic dreams from the homemade bunch-bowl. A pill or two on morning keeps you from feeling so low. Front row seats to the inhead race. It's all exploding into your own face. A teaspoonful away from the perfect match, just you and one that's gonna open the hatch.
Submitted by BloodShrine — Apr 26, 2025