Tetrad
Infectious colonies Spores, mold, or disease? Veil upon the land where smoke stack monuments stand Bringing host to it's knees to fulfill our dyer needs We are electrons powering the dream machine Organic circuitry pumping waste through arteries Urban planning scheme Wealth for unknown entity Variations on a theme Forced maintenance of the dream For function and form this soil we adorn So a few may take flight to destroy another world Our best intentions can't hide thе tension No restraint as we rapе the land The best decisions can't maintain the system The ones left behind will never understand Our best provisions can't omit decisions Unsustainable cities turn to sand
Submitted by NecroGod — Jun 06, 2026
Enlarged by ignorance regardless of the cost Hope trapped under waves where memories represent pain Disturbing overtones of future loss The arrogance of faith obscured by disbelief Like branches broken by the storm Nothing remains long past the blame Pain caused by lack of sight Reality unfolds Death comes to you in the night until your body lies cold Suspending ability to fight until the rights to you are sold Vision obscured by the sand from thе desert of your life Pacify your dеliverance and flee swiftly from this plane Complicate your existence of slavery and shame Contemplate what is lost, what can never be attained Vision obscured by the sand from the desert of your life Pacify your deliverance and flee swiftly from this plane Complicate your existence of slavery and shame Contemplate what is lost, what can never be attained
Submitted by NecroGod — Jun 06, 2026
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Sculpting us to an unbalanced state To tread heavily upon this plane Curse of the land Unannounced controller, of what is to be Bearing the scars of imperfect living Trapped within ourselves Bound to this cycle Amplified, by fear and hate Obscured by faith Clouds in the mind As we cross the finish line
Submitted by NecroGod — Jun 06, 2026
Sculpting us to an unbalanced state To tread heavily upon this plane Curse of the land Unannounced controller, of what is to be Bearing the scars of imperfect living Trapped within ourselves Bound to this cycle Amplified, by fear and hate Obscured by faith Clouds in the mind As we cross the finish line
Submitted by NecroGod — Jun 06, 2026
No more time, subjects remissive Faith has gone beyond engineering Lost in hope, brainwashed to fear it Feel your grasp freed from within them Empty words stimulate Servants blood taught to hate World of lies, congregate Your demise much too late Your false pride receding This your last proceeding Every word false Sermon of the dammed Self fulfilling Devoid of meaning Your false life, sanctified Loose yourself, hypnotized Traumatized, suicide Self-belief glorified
Submitted by NecroGod — Jun 06, 2026
Unformed future that unfolds the backdrop of the void Tamper, temptation to create the blueprint of our loss Closer, fate that takes it's toll, I doubt we will survive Burning vision of your dreams, the hopes you keep inside Blinding, manipulate the will of those who claim control
Submitted by NecroGod — Jun 06, 2026