The Well-Intentioned Virus

Woe to the vessel For it couldn't compose The igniting spark Oh, it shuddered And collapsed Beneath the weight of it all Slowly it is reassembled As a wound not seen but felt No sense of presence Oh, again it shudders Oh, again it collapsed The vessel It wept And crept behind the door Echoes dripping down the walls Crawling underneath the floor Procession to a grave Unknown is the one we mourn An entity lost on its way To this our physical plane It was a shadow Cast from a flame Indestructible energy that still remains

Submitted by Sexy Gargoyle — Feb 20, 2026

Anger casts shadows of doubt Inviting them in has hollowed you out The purest disgust one can ever feel It lives in our voice, it guides our eyes It's forcing us to realize We're born from the fear, the fear of death Proven designs crush weakened minds Exceptions to the rule and anomalies Stir up violence with silver spoons Cries of persecution From the persecutor's tongue The medium agitates the hive Frothing hordes of true believers You are right, yes you are right You have been chosen to ruin countless heathen lives Our path of sight through perception is soiled As our sanity turns spoiled Commands sent down by light and sound Imaginary generals lie tired from the war They will become what they abhor A well-intentioned virus posing as a cure

Submitted by Sexy Gargoyle — Feb 20, 2026

Come back to us Please return to your body Turn in place to see it Lying motionless below you Witness yourself from above Quiet as a winter night Still as a photograph It's time to return or pass on So scratch and crawl and climb your way back to us When a life is fading The fire dies, behind its eyes Staring cold and flameless The blood begins to digitize Unnaturally the pain dies Leaving one's true self erased and cauterized When a life is fading The fire dies, behind its eyes If you can hear my voice If you can find you in the void In a place between life and death Focus on the source of projection Follow it back to yourself Scratch, crawl, and climb back to us Come back to us Please return to your body Turn in place to see it Lying motionless below you Witness yourself from above Quiet as a winter night Still as a photograph It's time to return or pass on So scratch and crawl and climb your way back to us

Submitted by Sexy Gargoyle — Feb 20, 2026

I was born behind these eyes Sewn into this skin One with the flesh machine I'm embedded in I hold my children's breath Feel their mother's pain Share my brother's blood Within my sister's veins Cry my mother's tears Through my father's eyes Tethered to this realm In consciousness' disguise A promise unspoken, for it could never be kept Offering passages of safety so the host won't disconnect Yet the mouths of our graves sing songs of unknown places And laugh as we struggle to escape I have lived behind these eyes Existed in this skin Defined by the flesh machine I'm embedded in The mouths of our graves call these bodies home I will die behind these eyes Shed away this skin Detach from the flesh machine I was embedded in Separate perception conscious separates

Submitted by Sexy Gargoyle — Feb 20, 2026

I scream as life crumbles down around me A force so obscene Your efforts to save us end in vain At the balance we arrive The weak are sacrificed You kill them as they sleep And watch the others weep All alone You do as you're told You kill so carelessly The road to your perfect world is paved On suffering and unmarked mass graves Signal the apocalypse (They) command (And) conjure it Conjure the apocalypse I scream as life crumbles down around me A force so obscene Your efforts to save us end in vain

Submitted by Sexy Gargoyle — Feb 20, 2026

Never cut by thought or thesis Evoked by hollow, rabid speeches That clot up and fall to pieces Turns into birds that spread diseases It turns to chemical meditation It turns to paranoia and frustration It turns to gray, rotting teeth It turns to entitled hateful beliefs Implant a thought, sow the seed Groom xenophobic, racist steeds Loud and dumb without folly Shouting, "Stop evolving über alles" Logic and compassion regress to selfish superstitions It must be hell to live in fear

Submitted by Sexy Gargoyle — Feb 20, 2026

In a fevered dream A code was shown to me By disembodied Tongues clear and clean You'll see it, but not with your eyes Obscured through our mortal disguise The maze-like depths Of the haunting pools If one were to arrive Below the line Pulled by the tide One can't come out This code the tongues have spoken "It was broken when we found it (We found it like that)" You'll see it, but not with your eyes Obscured through our mortal disguise The maze-like depths Of the haunting pools If one were to arrive Below the line Pulled by the tide One can't come out

Submitted by Sexy Gargoyle — Feb 20, 2026

The fire burns, the fire burns As leaves they fall and twist and turn Gather thoughts to be unlearned Wooden cribs to marble urns Metallic paralyzed teeth rejoice At the sound of the spectre's voice Alas, the masses seek the answer Some grow rich, some rot from cancer Despair to stillness, all is revealed Life is chaos, a spinning wheel We all are one and nothing's real Nothingness is real The fire burns, the fire burns As leaves they fall and twist and turn Gather thoughts to be unlearned Wooden cribs to marble urns Oneness revealed Observed/observer Conscious carbon from a dying star Living, breathing, searching for a cause Everything around us observes itself through us The fire burns, the fire burns As leaves they fall and twist and turn Gather thoughts to be unlearned Wooden cribs to marble urns Oneness revealed Observed/observer

Submitted by Sexy Gargoyle — Feb 20, 2026

The sun, it orbits around flat earth witch trials Blood letters penned by leech collectors Against the grain Burned at the stake Deities fill the cavities In our mouths A well-worn path, future morphed into the past A ghost stuck in the cycles, lost in the infinite Haunting the house of rational thought Collapse while converging The past is fiction, forgotten and rewritten The present, now past, countless moments lapse The future, lost teacher, a looming callus creature The sun, it orbits around flat earth witch trials Crushed and maimed While shifting the blame Disfigured social disdain Again and again and again and again

Submitted by Sexy Gargoyle — Feb 20, 2026

I was a child when the fear found me Its cursed thoughts coiled around me Alas, I sought a path, to escape its sadistic reality My senses flood with fire and blood Presented in such simplicity The clean line quakes, splits, and breaks Liken to roots beneath a tree The one divides Before my eyes Spreading out like veins, the imposters now ingrained The golden streets will flood With warring siblings blood An endless strife to prove, their pathway is the truth As their battlefield burns, I walk away On one another they turn, I turn away Splintered by survival's self-serving feral jaws Accompanied by its prideful, non-lamenting claws You've created and summoned The destroyer of mercy And The maker of lost ways Detached I am drawn into the empty Expanding horizon as it is Slowly unfolding itself My vision is fixed on the smoldering sun, sitting low in the Formless hands of space Rays of light not unlike blowing swords ride in strange Patterns through the skies Violent waves of hiltless blades shift and shake, turning calmly From gold to white They sever all that is within their grasp until this world bleeds Soft and quiet before me In the void I hear the whispers of long dead stars tell tales of Order through disarray They say behind the veil of chaos lies peace Possession triggers change into tangible signs to see Barren of the fruit to bear, they're strangers to me I wish them peace Respectfully Possession triggers change into tangible signs to see Barren of the fruit to bear, they're strangers to me I wish them peace Respectfully I wish them peace Respectfully I wish them peace

Submitted by Sexy Gargoyle — Feb 20, 2026