My Swan Song

Times the pain, times the hatred Times the sadness, insanity is storming in your hollow head Weak followers of a past unknown I spit with hoy on your blind ignorance and puke at your so called wisdom Wolves are not yours My pain is yours Until the end of time Wolves are not yours Am your curse Until the end of night Visions, howling tortures Times utopia trampled and I scream at this idiotic belief I rise my fist to crush your damned oppression Without the sun nothing, give us back our solar wheel Wolves are not yours My pain is yours Until the end of time Wolves are not yours I am your curse Until the end of night Bleak insights from desperate pits calling at the weaks Using of ancient signs that glorify their myth Die bastard pigs Leave us all here Give me back my blood I send you storms of revenge To desecrate your lies I’m the kick in the ass of your fucking blindness My freedom is my dearest treasure And I will die for it Never will I bow to your bastard idol So rotten and so cold in his false misanthropy Wolves are not yours My pain is yours Until the end of time Wolves are not yours I am your curse Until the end of night Rise for your dreams, to survive, hold your swords high, there’s no ompromise Face the truth, now it’s time for the fake to obey or they’ll die.

Submitted by Iron_Wraith — Apr 23, 2025

Down the red mountain Each day I have to climb My eyes stare at you The perfect sky, so high Down the red mountain I fear to tread Close to catharsis I fall like an autumn leave Burnt and forgotten Rivers of fear, I know So far from the end Of this divine monument Light has never been No sun revealed My live never was I am not I see them run I only live by their side Cyclic storms in my heart Rage and brew so deeply I hate myself so much The worst is my pleasure I never dream Nightmares as my only friends They surround me I am nothing I do not deserve to live My mask won’t hide me no more Life appears to me just like nothing Nothing else but an epitaph Unreal by all. And I drown in this void Each day, a new pain Each day a new death The only way to preserve my creation Is eradication, in a sigh No blasphemy, no heaven in sight Nothingness as a picture of my desires That I will never, never paint The blood that feeds my life Is not my own My anemia is the sign I sink Down the red mountain I fear to tread Close to catharsis I fall like a dead leave.

Submitted by Cyberwaste — Apr 23, 2025

I’ve never asked O live this life of pain and suffering I’ve never asked To be part of this game My soul is tired Of all the wars that are raging inside of it And I have no more choice But to see the depths of my void Even if I breathe The same air as everyone I know I am not The king that you’ll try to understand Living in a dreamland is not my aim My eyes are open wide on my fate From the day I was born I feel I am wrong But have I to die to ft in such a lie? My self am hell They play with existence Generations made to obey I don’t want to be this way To fulfil my few desires And to find a meaning to that I have no other solution But to end the fame I dream about days But I live in the night The dark side of life Is only a game for the children Who want to play evil But that are nothing but clowns understand clearly That there is no other way for me But to sink in my own tragedy And to bear my cross in silence I am already dead.

Submitted by NecroGod — Apr 23, 2025

I have no sympathy for humanity I dream of my end.................In this world of pain. I bet there's no future, I know there's no true, I wait for the silence finally to come through. I am egocentric, I am as useless As a needle .........................in the arm of Death Withstand my wrath But unveiled I am For the ones who seek behind the painting. That we all drawn from our darkest sins... My colours are fading ............All appears so bleak. Twisting the knife slowly and cutting my flesh, There is no redemption, there is no regrets ! No fucking models, no bloody reasons Nothing is done, nothing is said We are meant to be wasted... All is withering and dying, we are so futile and so blind Contempt is flowing in my veins, can't you even drown in my eyes? I'll pay the price to kill that plague, Ignorance is still source of denying. The path we are striding on Is made of the attempts of former slaves To believed in existence. But we are all condemned to remain silent, Contempt! Is the key for the for the tyrants to lock our door, The door to reality...we are too blind to see! Once denied and still rejected, You hate the ones who dare To raise against your corruption And break the chains of despair..... But I am the kind of fool you can only fear!! I swear I'll never bow to you A lord of flies, a shadow, a lie ! And now I know that I was true As I hold you all in contempt.

Submitted by The Void — Apr 23, 2025

Smoke drifts from my lips As words are hard to find. In my vaporous memories, I see the daylight's torn Gazing at nothing, I hear the roaches cross the floor, Creeping around me, they celebrate my agony Waiting as the vultures in the sunlight. One more injection, Before my angel calls me back And reminds me my fate. But what is the point to believe In such a celestial creature, When I am nothing else but a shade? In a glimpse of an eye I admire the beauty Of my pathetic reflection in the dusty mirror. I behold the void, my emptiness, the hollow shape of my futility. When I face my life, I feel the cold of my distress, My distress... Blackness surrounds me, in between the grey. No hope, no light, no life in the blue veins... Now I hear them coming, The roaches and the shades They feel my warmth... And crawl to my bare feet To suck the last drops of my essence. Nobody's listening, so I talk to myself Trying to find out the light I lost all contempt so very long ago, Dreams inside never die... I walk alone, no one beside me, It is never as simple as black or white. I should have known, no one will find me As long as I stay in this shade of grey. But do I really want to escape? But do I really want to escape? Dry tears are pouring down on my skin Carving the letters of the last word... Solitude...My name!!! Dying in a ray of moon, Laying on a bed of hatred Sinking in a sea of madness, Drowning in a nihilistic dismay. Falling, and falling again Like the body of the man hanged at the tree of his miserable life. Breathing the lies of mankind, the message of the blinds The apocalypse is so near I can even smell their fears, The rope is so tight My hopes, black as night, I know there will be no more fight. Free me... You witness my fall and you laugh. And I stay lying in this room The Jaded Bottle in my hand, so empty... I feel the roaches on my flesh... Their path, my last caress The pills are my last friends, No shade above my end. My life is of no use.

Submitted by Sexy Gargoyle — Apr 23, 2025

Praying for an end to come Craving for the redemption, Engulfed in a morality So blind and miserable. Dying for a man unknown Or an image so wrong Killing on adrenaline For the love of a fucking Beholder Idolatry in my eyes Burning the faith of the others Untold rites that ceased to be Rejoice for mine is the might Hell! is nothing but a game! For slaves to bow to you Wake up dead man ! All faith is a pain, A tool to enslave the weak, Light is no more... Walk on ! On your path to dismay ! Live all behind, Over your fears, Over your dreams, Over your flesh... In the corner of my mind There is the thin line Between lie and life You obviously deny. And I scream..... For saviour to come For my soul to drown I am liberty!!! I hold freedom in my hands... The blade...that will open my veins And spread the blood of freedom on this rotten soil! Wise men no longer stalking this elegy of light Which is mankind, Your death as a cold breath, An immeasurable loss. Narrow minds are the new demons And there shall be no more hope Until the ancient skin is burnt... And past is forgotten. Hell! is nothing but a game! For slaves to bow to you Wake up dead man ! All faith is a pain, A tool to enslave the weak.

Submitted by VladTheImpaler666 — Apr 23, 2025

Feel my breath on your neck Running down on your spine Unhealthy presence is wrapping you Remembering sins from the past As an eternal eclipse I will veil the sun for you You can run, but you’ll have nowhere to hide you will find no shelter Hide and seek played in hell And twilight nevermore My presence on your path Won’t be so innocent You’ll drown in my sea Of fury and misery Sharpen your instincts to live For I’ll be your shadow god Wandering in forgotten temples Where angels fear to trade Yelling in between these velvet walls From where no one ever escaped The blood on your knees, the redemption Sinking in dismay For I can not reach my desires I dream in blue The colour of the endless fall into oblivion I see my sanity flying, I see my self dying You kept me out of flames to throw me into the night But my wings burnt the same Have you came here to play Jesus Walking on the waters of believers Holding your arms like a cross to be adored You drawn my essence My breath was yours And yours were my dreams You crucified me, in agony Restless I lay, until the end of this fucking day I can’t no longer stand this world of bleakness Doleful is the cost of life But my heart is the perfect shrine For my burial on this black cold winder day At one with fear, for the glory of my dismay Gloria, awakening of the last day I am made of clay and fears, I’m out of way You will never heal my wounds, you’ll never pay If a second coming is going to occur Be sure I’ll be waiting in the shades of dawn Where I lay now Am I free or forever trapped? Under the wings, all have been said been said This whispering of the angels Are my final song But do they sing for me? I don’t think so But who cares? Who?

Submitted by johnmansley — Apr 23, 2025

Smoke drifts from my lips As words are hard to find in my memories Beneath the open sky, searching for the end But I am all alone in my misery I see the daylight crushing down my fears Thorns that have been placed as my crown of tears Remind to all of you that you have to pay Burning all your ideals Burning all your lies Burning all the bodies Bodies, that raised against your tide Living for the end Waiting for your hand Windows ablazed with light, And leave me out of here You have nothing to win Except all my contempt Shadow of the cross Crawling at my loss Fire is burning high, Try to get out of here Ashes on the floor And purify my soul I reject all dogma, all your lies I respect nothing else but myself I decide to live my life without your rules I create my sins, mocking at your retaliations Burning you in fever, burning is my answer I just walk my way w ithout caring of you You'll never have my pride I'm tired of struggling all alone I take my last breath as descends the dawn I hear the roaches crossing down the floor I have choose to pay, I joined the Resistance?

Submitted by johnmansley — Apr 23, 2025

When the light is in your back And the eve in your eyes Do you feel the breath of anguish? Will you ever know The fear to awake? Will you face the truth? I will...but it ain't a victory Every night is a never ending book Unread by many, Written by all, But once you stare at it, Addiction to this doleful experience is a bargain Without the sun, there is nothing As I know it so well, Then I can't be no more, For I live out of the sun... But if only... Shadows are so close, Even if I hate them Now it is time to make a step further Life is not on my side But I will never surrender I believe in this sun, I believed in this life I won't The circles in the Circle, Don't you know legions of pain Always march on your light, I am not the bringer of darkness I am not the king of fools, Just the river that streams through the ethereal landscapes of my own loss And that carries the fallen leaves of your dying trees The cycles in the Cycle, Don't you know oblivion never forgets you... Don't you know To die in a sigh, To live in a lie, It is the same The sound of the busy bees in my glass, Reveals to me my destiny and its pleasure in agony

Submitted by Immortal — Apr 23, 2025