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On my arms lie the marks i have made
The cuts with a blade
To punish my body for being weak
Embracing all the hopelessness
Loneliness consumes everything
Life is swallowed by unending fears
All the days are dark cold and gray
Emptiness keeps growing as we slowly fade away.
Defined by Self hate
Sealing ones fate in Darkness
Wounds that scar for your life
Terrorizing your soul
Peace will never come for you.
you will face the beast
there is no hiding even in death.
No prayer can hope to save you.
A sleep comes welcoming
The darkest place
becoming Nonexistent
Days of endless struggle
No Confidence No Nothing
A nameless being
A face in the endless sea of people
Loneliness consumes everything
Life is swallowed by unending fears
All the days are dark cold and gray
Emptiness keeps growing as we slowly fade away.
Defined by Self hate
Sealing ones fate in Darkness
Wounds that scar for your life
Terrorizing your soul
Peace will never come for you.
you will face the beast
there is no hiding even in death.
No prayer can hope to save you.
A sleep comes welcoming
The darkest place
becoming Nonexistent
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A Scalpels Incision leaves me
Kissing the Devils hand...
A Useless life with no direction.
Nauseating waves of grief
Seeping through my Eyelids
All doors of Normalcy locked
Death and the in between
Into Bleak and Bottomless
Caverns
filled with
Misplaced eyes and endless
Shadowed faces faded Farewells
soon to meet the same gloomy fate.
Meaningless Reality folds
Crushing what little life left.
Invisible forces that push the hand
Set deep into the skin..
Blood Pulses Hot
Agaisnt thin arterial walls
Black Thoughts and Death wishes
The lines of a razors smile.
A new law being created
the world slowly turning
Fading Back to black
Darkness the only escape exit.
As the blood flows
And you are trembling
your flesh will soon forgotten
An aberration of the unconscious.
There will be no more
as your eyes slowly closing
a shiver in timelessness
no tomorrow.
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The Emptiness
04:48
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The Night is sharp with daggers and blood
Other Traumas Muffled and Voices raised in the winds
And the dawn brings Betrayal
Crucifixion Torture
To fall lifeless and dead.
Shadows of Ghosts long and dead
Our wishes and our Hopes
Gather in the winds of agony
The State of Absence
Overflows out every Aperture
Moving through a dream dreaming
Time Melting into a pool of Abstract
The Infinite Difference Between living and existance
Existancing and void of Dreaming.
As the universe Reaches Equilibrium
we become nothingness.
We are Carbon and Ashe
The White tower, in the rubble
the mist in the eyes
The leftover
False Promises of hope
and the cesspools of the sick
Parasitic Beasts
The Night is sharp with daggers and blood
Other Traumas Muffled and Voices raised in the winds
The Emptiness
after the slap
before the welt out swells
today was nothing more
than a woeful echo
of my life yesterday
and the same is true
for everyday i have lived.
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Weakened By Life
03:34
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Infinite Clouds of gloom
Briefly broken by the suns warming ray
All thoughts are taken
Worthless ideas, uselessness
Waking is the the final breath
Falling Deeper into Possibility
The mentality that Dominates
Weaker modes of Being.
Sharp Blades that propagates
Negation of Substantial purpose
Escape to find existential Meaning
To derive sustenace...
Weakend by life and time
a cradle of baseless hope
Gasping for air through lungs
riddled with blood..
A wasteland which is empty
Desolation that yields comfort
a simple desire to belong.
Waking is the the final breath
Falling Deeper into Possibility
The mentality that Dominates
Weaker modes of Being.
Sharp Blades that propagates
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We Are Worthless
there is no plan for us
To Pretend that everything is fine.
as life starts to seep through the lines.
Shades our bodies make
Shadows without a face
Tomorrow is on our tongues
Hearts torn in half
and handed to the night.
This small world speaks between the lines
We Exist only dreaming of living
A single tear of Eternity
Soaked in Sadness.
The joy however fleeting
To exist but Only for a brief moment
Into The Nothingness
A life Blazing Momentarly Harsh and Bright.
The Cold Cascade of Misery
Weak limbs and torn skin
A moments sleep soon forgotten.
We Are Worthless
there is no plan for us
Tomorrow is on our tongues
Hearts torn in half
and handed to the night.
This small world speaks between the lines
We Exist only dreaming of living
The joy however fleeting
To exist but Only for a brief moment
Into The Nothingness
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Adverse To Apathy
03:28
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Shards of Glass smile like razorblades
Burning through flesh blood and bone
Heart beats darkness through our Veins
Bleeding Black the finest diamonds..
Against the Horizon
Emerging Consciousness
Dissipating somnolence
Preemptive Despair
Igniting Fermented Provocations
Thoughts and words Engender
and in verse adorn
Fecund soils line after line
The cosmos altered
Continuum of Permanence
Envisioning Possibilitys
And the Abundance to allow
Inhabit Manifest Future Phenomena
Existential Depression Crippling
Living like the dead.
Plunging into a pool of Melancholy
So Vacuous and Contemptible
Flooded by Nihilism
Evaporating on the winds
Blueprints for what might have been
Trembling lips adverse to apathy
Against the Horizon
Emerging Consciousness
Dissipating somnolence
Preemptive Despair
Igniting Fermented Provocations
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When the Murmur is no longer
The teething biting the dark
The Depths of Earth
have been waiting for me
Revealing the gates
The barrier that holds back.
Our hollow cavity
of solitary breaths.
Singing the Silence
In vaults of fine Emptiness
Abandon what is mirrored
becoming terror, and death.
Shadows remain ever living,
bound to the light
from Luminant prisons they crawl,
always slaves to the fire
Bleeding grace in reverse,
reflections of the lie
Huddled around the flames of life,
like strings on a lyre
The devils chant and whisper,
along the soaking shores of the mire
When the Murmur is no longer
The teething biting the dark
The Depths of Earth
have been waiting for me
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No Salvation
05:06
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All i can feel is only pain
eyes turning red bleeding my tears
everythings gone wrong nothing worth trying
only time for dying.
I do not want to worry anymore
for death is what i wish
and soon for it will be.
This sad world falling apart
walking through the clouds and rain
a silent tear escapes my eye.
As i lay down and begin to die.
All i feel is darkness
around me as i lay my head to sleep
Angry with this world
My Entire life tormented by nigthmares
There is no salvation left for me.
I only wish to feel my own suffering
Grown to love the feeling of torment
the scars of my soul...
I do not want to worry anymore
for death is what i wish
and soon for it will be.
The Great Emptiness
Entering our souls
Like a Fog
becoming nothingness
All i feel is darkness
around me as i lay my head to sleep
Angry with this world
My Entire life tormented by nightmares
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Cloaked In Darkness
05:44
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A heart filled with grief
a broken and destroyed soul
The body reflects all the pain felt
looking for peace but none is found.
All reality slowly fading
breathing becoming shallow
Silence is sorrounding the heart
only disappointment and haunting thoughts
Pain..
A measurement of a souls worth
Fragile weak and selfish
a reminder of what we are.
Enduring the shadows
lost in the desolation of space and time
there is no longer warmth
Only Deaths Gentle touch
something that should have never been
a being of disillusioned.
flowers in a pile of dirt
sunlight bleaching grave stones
Cloaked in darkness
embracing the pale.
Disappearing into the dark
no more pressures no more worries
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WoeFul Echo Cincinnati, Ohio
Woeful Echo is a Dsbm/Atmospheric Project Exploring sounds of melancholy and Aggressive melodies.
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