All Things Set Aside

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Dirty habits and dirty Lives, she can't hold back She must fulfill her end of the addiction. Sweating, freezing. Just another day in the life of a dead girl. Hurting sweating freezing Just another day in the life of a dead girl. She cant live without her shit Rock bottom is just around the corner And she has a first, a first class ticket Test the vein, prep it. Tie the knot, make blood clot Needle in. "oh, what sin!", they all say Just wait there's more More from this whore? Oh yes, there is She ruined her Her Ruined her kids In a world where few, few can understand She's full of fucking pity In this life who is she kidding? Now she has entry level wounds Entry level exit wounds Her face is missing.

Submitted by VladTheImpaler666 — Apr 26, 2025

Stuck in your world of make believe, it is you who fails You seek guidance from all the wrong places You let the words on a page dictate your life You are so blinded by these lies that you never take the time to figure out who you truely are I will never be one of those misguided fools His blood was shed? Supposedly for the sake of mankind Its time to open your ears to the truth His blood was shed ?(x2) It's nothing but a fairy tale Some ink on a page, some ink on a page I know the truth So close that book, so close that book Never again Get caught in the story Never again I will never be one of those misguided fools But your world of lies is your home We are on our own I make my own choice No one is taking credit for my story The masses are blind Blinded by faith, leading them on No one controls my destiny No one, no one but me I know the truth, we are on our own

Submitted by SerpentEve — Apr 26, 2025

You are the destroyer of one of the only things that I value and hold close to my heart Now you have taken my life, and you have taken my soul But times have changed You are dead to me I am no longer your torture victim I'm fed up with your fucking lies and games The tables have turned and I shall have my way This is a new beginning in every way You and I are a shadow of the past Youve wasted so much of my life and I will never get it back No more will you haunt my life Mark my words, you were nothing more than a mistake No more, I am looking past Past you I am now a stronger person because of this, not because of you Mark my words, you are done Mark my words, you are death I am now a stronger person because of this Mark my words, you are done Mark my words, you are death

Submitted by Morgoth — Apr 26, 2025

When all their backs have turned, the worst is now much worse. The act of being weeded out, no one to turn to. You must fight on. Spill blood. This is now a fight. You must fight on. Spill blood. This is now a fight to the end. Leave no one alive. No excuses. They gave this a start, and we are giving it an end. Bring forth your tortured. Bring forth you and I. No remorse. In our hearts and our minds. These are all things set aside. x2 In our hearts and our minds, there is a poison that weakens their veins. No trust. When all hope is lost, we will stand. Heads held high. All things set aside. x2 They are the poison.

Submitted by Pestilence — Apr 26, 2025

We all have a craving for destruction It's another piece of who we are Why deny these blood filled urges They egg it on We lust for blood To lust for blood is to refuse who we are We need to think about what we are What we are We are beings, violent minded Yet they think us to be blind We are the hope for a better tomorrow a.k.a yesterdays unattended funerals They take away our blades but ask us to decipate This is not how it's supposed to be Killing is killing, no matter how the line goes flat Reach out, grab your victim Place the blade on his vein Don't mind the memories spilling across your fingers Just close your eyes and do as your told They say we benefit from this but we feel more raped than anything They'll tease us with sex Blind us from gore yet ask us to kill Fuck you We'll see what we want to see You kill if you want to kill This is indefinite bloodlust

Submitted by johnmansley — Apr 26, 2025

We all know what lies behind the walls of deceit. These are the thoughts that keep him awake. He contemplates his fate. He has to decide what it is he truely wants. An hour of pleasure, or two ruined lives? He has to decide. He cant sever the voices, from his mind. The Time......is now. What is his choice, not what is his fate. To destroy all that is beautiful in not only his life, but hers too? Seperate the time and place, he has come to the end. He holds onto false ideas of what makes a man. He thinks no more about the love of another, he chooses to only satisfy himself. Selfishness is not the word. He has chosen, but he knows this is wrong. He inserts........death for lust. She grieves. He knows better but chooses his path and now he must live with this. She walks in, face like death. She puts her hands around his weak and sweaty neck. He's turned cold blue now. There is blood and there's tears, for this occassion. She can't sever the voices from her mind. They held each other down

Submitted by Infernal Flame — Apr 26, 2025

Cringing at the thought of dealing with your loss With each new day leading to more devastation Waiting for the call "I'm sorry...he's gone" All that seems to be is suffering Weeping, frustration, maybe denial Shopping for caskets Void of real life when you're losing another's Bow your head and clear your thoughts This will be a funeral march Void of real life when losing another's Victim to a heinous crime Why him? Torture. Bloodshed. Why him? People are sick and that wont change Revolting actions lead to this pain But to overcome a pain so fierce? How does one continue on in life? One just does, simply does Nothing can pay back the price of a life This is a black funeral march This isn't the end

Submitted by NecroGod — Apr 26, 2025

(We're gonna do it like this) The supreme human being Smoking a shitload of trees, focused on intervening Put a little bit of rock on the block and watch everybody get high from it There's no contest cause the flow more complex than my ebonics You can't get with it i'm not sick with it I'm sick witted It's like a crime's been committed, but just like OJ I'mma get aquitted Sittin' on a fistful of dough, hated on by the city I'mma star like that thing that was hangin off of Janet's titty Brutal as Brutus and Ceasar giving speakers seizures No time for shit, let alone leisure Bustin boat rockin', show stoppin', heart droppin', chart toppin, script out Scrolls can make paraplegics flip out Niggas steady bustin' they clip out Sellin' wolf tickets, but when the shit kicks off they hoppin' over pickets Adding a Veil of Maya to my mindframe Now I'mma let get at them get at em and do the damn thing I got the pesos, the yen, the franks, and the dineros The triple, triple zeros in my safe, handy Montero You think the skills pay the bills (huh), only if you say so fool Now why we ride da Winnebago, money stacked like Legos ‘Cause I’m an incredible, intelligent individual Rhyming is my ritual One hundred percent spiritual Here’s the spirit, I hear it comin from your heart From the docks to the dark, light it up it’s time to spark Only Dutchmaster while we at the Super Bowl Entertainment for your mind, body and soul. It’s mind control You can find me at the gas station buying a hundred gallons of gas, a hundred gallons of gin to clamor my wind of sin Climb to the top, no free shots till the crowd counts to ten I’m still undisputed ‘cause I eluded every shell Buckshot sellin' records hot to make your young men swell Or where bitches try-na fuck with my mail And now your tossin salads in a penitentiary cell You fake MC's see my face and you’re asking “bail” I wait till the last second to drive a rusty nail Through your arm, arm, leg, leg, and your head and make you burn in Hell Never ever break me, never ever

Submitted by Cyberwaste — Apr 26, 2025