The Illusion of Motion

Death on the horizon Consciousness asleep The soul is unprepared Fear runs deep Always agonizing On what can't be known Heavy is the burden When the tester rules the throne Try to realize Who's born and who dies Struggling to know The truth to this bardo The wright of knowledge Burden of old It seems so simple With eyes closed Starting to wake up From an ageless ruse What once was choice Now I can't refuse Try to realize Who's born and who dies Struggling to know The truth to this bardo The ball of molten The ball of molten lead Trying to dislodge Trying to dislodge the ball of molten lead Feeling found and lost together Gone too far to turn back now King of death is overthrown Bid this world a last goodbye Void the gaze without the eyes Shedding tears but no one cries Inhale the space of the vessel Bid the host a last goodbye So sick and tired of the lies Force fed as truth in perfect disguise Squander this life in belief of the false I try but I can't dislodge this Ball of doubt

Submitted by Nargaroth — Apr 26, 2025

Can't hide the darkness within Darkness and the light entwined No chance for mercy and salvation Endless struggle for dominance Oil and water Fuel for the slaughter Breeds remorse and breeds regret The false prophets scream their disease Burn the bridges to feed the wolves Cannot find solace in this state Duel nature of the possession Reaching for heaven finding hell Oil and water Fuel for the slaughter Breeds remorse and breeds regret The false prophets scream their disease All right-the inner war begins Clear sight-past an future dead In the eyes-delivered from dispair In the all-the host be banned and broken All right-the self takes charge of thee Clear sight-the truth is clear to see In the eyes-the rigpa is dawning In the all-for once a true life begins Within. Within Set free One for man, one for the all One for peace buried in earth One for souls who pray for mercy Cannot feel any pain In the darkness on knees and crawl Trying to find the way out of the mental maze Pursued by the ghosts of what is and what will be To escape the iron will of the host

Submitted by Corpse Grinder — Apr 26, 2025

Inside the anger grows From words made up of dust The false lept from the breath of centuries Tearing our lives apart Worlds below sleep in ignorance With dissention from the skies Mass daily chanting gleam of madness In their eyes Decadence within the law Wage destruction on the void Devour all that's held as sacred Fools will feast well tonight While they lived With dissention from the skies Worlds below sleep in ignorance Of their demise To be gods in lies Constant race we have to find the cure for the misery Eden's fall, fall from grace Imaginary Disgrace Take the pills To erase the pain Subliminal it's so obscene Confusion rules As we try to find the cure For the misery Ride out on the desert To do battle with the mind Afraid of what I'll find Afraid of what I will find Disenchanted-sell what is meant to be free Take for granted-the eternal truth of the whole Cannot live in these golden chains prison in disguise The world engulfed in flames fuels the wretched false Perpetuate the dream I will awake the sleeper within

Submitted by Iron_Wraith — Apr 26, 2025

Can no longer stand the pain Life and death both chains Try to climb the human walls Tear them down and see what remains Emptied of the embattled false Will to resist disappears Emptied of half truths taught from birth With the dawn of emptiness Overjoyed with our pain Fall asleep another thousand years I hope we find eternal rest in the bed that we've made All around is the sutra All phenomena empty With no beginning and no end Nothing lost and nothign gained The mind grasps at fleeting phantoms Nothing is seen as it is The world seen through tainted eyes The Illusion of motion Overjoyed with our pain Fall asleep another thousand years I hope we find eternal rest in the bed that we've made Solace within the grasp Of those who embrace this life The ball of hot lead burns in the back of my throat The doubt mass burns the doubt mass the doubt mass remains To far to turn back now Spectre revealed godhead removed *Tibetan Chant* Brothers sisters unite There's no reason to die Tear to pieces we're torn apart Slaves to this battle slaves to this war For life for life To quell the sorrow Born from belief All of our knowledge All of our tragedies Risen from dust Tears of yesterday Recreated today

Submitted by NecroLord — Apr 26, 2025