In Pieces on the Lunar Soil

I - Lament Better days never come, they were not meant to be If laments could be heard Then mine would sound like this Better days never come, they were not meant to be They're manmade godlike gifts in a vein that can't bleed I know these days won't come...I accept my fate II - Vessels of Hope There's an ache to return That keeps fighting in the mess Now I'm all ashes to burn on my own Hopefully getting out of bless Better days never come They're manmade godlike gifts Forget all emotions, so ephemeral certainties Forget all emotions, magisteries carved in tears All degrees of suffering are smaller than desire Poor soul of thee, living for what will never be In this harvest we can only sow defeat We're vessels of hope when the fiddle sighs urging for more Our joys are tasteless They've gone colour-blind to renewed promises So quit your decrepit mirth Leer upon my flair to make haste A feeling that chokes since birth Virtual hazard encages the waste Better days never come They are manmade godlike gifts You need me around (those needs I repel) To prove fate wrong (repenting the miracle) But what's in store? (we could never control) In vain you hide the truth (get me wrong) The unpredictable (grows me strong) Flickering losses (speed up my heart) Better days never come...

Submitted by SerpentEve — Nov 11, 2025

Deny me not the throne I deserve We'll never know that was in store for us We're just dissidents both wounded in victory We'll never know whether they were true Tell me not these stories I despise I remain unseen, recognize my disguise And taste the wine Come taste the wine, crave for it Until my blood is running in your veins Take what's thine, live with it Soon it will be running in your veins Care for me as I give you all I don't expect anything but my own fall Stare at me as I give you all I don't want anything in return but all And taste the wine Don't you drop the wine I bleed for you I no longer wait for you believing Don't you wonder why you can't fulfill What once was the reason for your living So taste the wine

Submitted by Sexy Gargoyle — Apr 26, 2025

I - Morning has died I relied upon you As the sun trusts night to the moon Morning has died, it will have me dead too soon Death comes always too soon But it might bring some peace along Never to the living ones II - Cringing in this heaven And somehow this redemption Sounds like a doubtful prayer And yet this pain that sprouts Frees me from this war to declare Redemption through pain Stop trying to make me crawl Blood being spilled Where pictures of you sprawl Some scars can never be removed Senseless dreamer I've been As any other fool would have Vain destruction, I name your masterpiece after you In my ruins, unable to feel a single hope Fed up with blurring truths I know, know that I was nothing Consumed by your will But I will, I'll turn you into nothing Cause cringing in this heaven Makes us feel so heathen and yet released

Submitted by Cyberwaste — Apr 26, 2025

Something about your manners Surprises me every day, but no Things are not the same in our lives Here lies a doleful soul Could it be a refusal? Or just a way you just found to be mean Such a narrow allegiance to such a weak happiness Carry me in this chamber Lie...you might find me so lost But it's just me: a light that can't be seen You might find me pathetic Omniscient in my grave Something about your scars Makes me laugh and wonder why Would you be open-minded enough To fail in your trail Doomed in the stanzas (that the poet has made) Painted in the canvas (a forlorn self-portrait) It made me like this...you failed before me

Submitted by Nargaroth — Apr 26, 2025

What's in these pills, that won't let me sleep? This catharsis I asked clarified my doubts Delirious apathy...without this remedy, I'm dead Such embrace would soothe the wrath of God No disgrace could ever bring a happiness so odd What's in this feeling that won't let me curdle? This alibi I can't use wouldn't help me shout A call to oblivion: to live without this remedy Such embrace would soothe the wrath of God No disgrace... Live...a dead body can live A dead mind may think You don't seem to hear the wrath of God Such embrace would soothe the wrath of God No disgrace could ever bring a happiness so odd Without this remedy, I'm dead, you soothe the wrath of God

Submitted by VladTheImpaler666 — Apr 26, 2025

Almost catching the spirit again Recovering my deeds done in vain All the tears that I have shed When my ways were all misled Have shown me the other face of fate Have taught me the real meaning of hate Colliding truth and dreams - reality is worse than it seems Searching, never finding the touch of God on my face The moment I died is written on the wall: a picture of me waiting on your fall Almost reaching the silence again It keeps surrounding me until I surrender Thoughts bringing kindess and anger Both life and death embrace me together Shall I decide the side I'm in forever? Always at war with my conscience Breathing the losses of existence Building reasons to believe the lie Words smell like past - shall I speak my last Forging limits to my private sky Could not be that fast - afterlife's one more test

Submitted by Corpse Defiler — Apr 26, 2025

Life's a deed I deny, a mission I regret A mourning I defy...and there's no meaning. Life's a promise I repent, I'm no deceiver A letter never sent - now I'm searching for a meaning I'm not the weaker, but just the leftouts of my rage So flatly committed to life Perseverance wants to fail me An engine that slays my soul For suffering is my creed I call it a fear of failing Nearly facing this task, what you call will For all the lies we tell were never meant to be... There's no meaning When a word is worthless, it seems so wasted And the hardship of living is a fine sweet funny play We stood pretending nothing would be in our way Answers we can't hear Unreachable, emphasize this mistery And the enemy that we don't fear Endeavors my victory

Submitted by Infernal Flame — Apr 26, 2025

This track is instrumental.

Is this song not instrumental?

You're so perfect and cold as the lunar soil You're the distance unfold from the lunar soil You showed me to the lunar soil When the night was still And the past silenced our reason You kept every word I ever wrote Because they could be yours As it now seems impossible to get rid of misery In pieces on the lunar soil I just found another moon In pices on the lunar soil I've been to a wrong sky You showed me to the lunar soil When the night was over You just made shadows live again Keeping every word I ever said Because they should be yours As it now seems reliable this way out of agony Let me fear, comprehend my fear We know what's like to be in pieces on the lunar soil

Submitted by SerpentEve — Apr 26, 2025