The Ruin of Nová Roma
Trial by fire Side arms streaking Small scene - small world You can't see more than a mile Trial by fire Sharks are circling Jump up - crushed down This is the sound out competition Empty Like your shit-heap car Treason Then we fight your war Shrink-wrapped And I'm just like you Brand me And I'm not like you We're just the same
Submitted by NecroGod — Jun 07, 2026
I don't care what the young men say I'll carry on regardless Thoughts of the past will bury me The future is nothing but a memory Poison-tongued harlots, they play Play their whimsical games And those sore old bastards keep Up with their slack-jawed habits, yeah Your zealous delusions Make me laugh Ad nauseum I got burn on my lips and I got bane in my blood My rapture is a reverie And I don't care what the fuck you say You're no god, no you're not, you're not Your zealous delusions Make me laugh Ad nauseum
Submitted by NecroGod — Jun 07, 2026
Those dried-up comics beckon me To join their no hope, dead-end, two-bit cabaret Cyanide, open-palm A gift from God, won't you sing with your enemy I want your badge to reclaim I know you're hiding behind walls And I won't be an easy win 'Said, he got cop eyes I know you're waiting for my fall And I won't be an easy win 'Said, she got cop eyes I want my summer days in cars, down beaches - a skin-ful for fall 'Said, he got cops eyes Your bad suit and your worse breath You're already in prison I want out This is it See your mind, see your life End in sight
Submitted by NecroGod — Jun 07, 2026
Acolytes and the stooges Dancing shadows in the light Marksman missed the target Living fallacy delight You lost to your shadow boxer Burial at sea Ankles thinning - tripping Illustrating a conspiracy
Submitted by NecroGod — Jun 07, 2026
As the sun burns from the sky And the waves come crashing I'll reach out and kiss this guy 'Cos my brother he's weeping Horizon be all mine Find a journey's meaning The rest is down to time And yeah it's always so fleeting Our real time distraction Paragon of those wild times No-win situation At war with the simple things To quotes those boys in Kansas "There's nothing new under the sun" Let the waters devastate us And then we'll start again I used to think there was glory I used to think there was soul The new blood - plastic idols The new blood - shareware memories Fracture Life Our fractured lives
Submitted by NecroGod — Jun 07, 2026
As the Romans bask in Their self-gratifying splendor Poison seeds for generations Culture's blood and all their orchards Claim my life taken Fake-ass culture makers Ain't foreseen the high-street takers The hip youth ain't so hip, motherfucker
Submitted by NecroGod — Jun 07, 2026
Diluted lens Through which we see all Cable o'er head And we're all so small Translucent for gain Confounding the swarm The pressure descends Hive splinters and falls A beauty divine A tapestry weaved A threading so fine is destined to leave Unsatiate me In hunger divide My amaranthine In water like fire Remind me How we are whole
Submitted by NecroGod — Jun 07, 2026
The aggravator switch is poised to the point of zero The agitator pushes us to the point of zero Loops, sounds, all saturate to the point of failure Disparate days mean desperate measures The intravenous sedative wreaks havoc Today's heroes are tomorrow's parodies I never knew it would get this far Today's heroes are tomorrow's tragedies Why are you suckling? To bleed for the man, the king Production line is buffering Behold, the mask of eternal sin
Submitted by NecroGod — Jun 07, 2026
Divulge Like it never was Timorous feeling Yeah all told Guild of Thieves and acrobats Poisoned spring And they revel Be yourself Push yourself Be yourself Reject fear Scribe on Poison pen attack You're vilified We're all sold Guild of Thieves and acrobats Poisoned spring And they revel
Submitted by NecroGod — Jun 07, 2026
You can't buy love and you cannot buy me The courts and conquistadors won't get Their shackles on me This neuro-coliseum, it hosts battles With sun up and thumbs down, and blood on sand And wine on gown Lynched and stabbed, daggers drawn from all quarters Their voracity revealed as drool and sand They kiss! A marriage made in Hades (that's hell to you) I pronounce thee Hell and Hellish, devils! And I'll tread your road, live on
Submitted by NecroGod — Jun 07, 2026