Red Clouds

If the shelter comes from. Your home sweet home. Check the switch and if the light is on. The new prophet sings. The death of modern era. A presenter proud of its mind level-zero.

Quicksand Symmetry

I find out life is sometimes. Cauterized by the words. It seems the end of our times. Of reacting to the wounds. . Turn off the led. The light that gets you.

Process Of Annihilation

Dive into your heart of silence. Where the strings of sorrow play our lullaby. We are the children of thousand ages. Dancing on the rhythm of a moonless night.

Parting Ways

Oceangrave

Gathering regrets. Beyond loneliness. Restless lunacy release me. From my agony. The silent waves are calling. Piercing louder through my brains. . Weathering distress.

Nihlistic Overdrive

Nebularium

our life is sometimes. a story set in a game level,. we never leave until the will dies. if our credits were forever. forever.... . and now the time has come.

Mouth For War

Revenge. I'm screaming revenge again. Wrong. I've been wrong for far too long. Been constantly so frustrated. I've moved mountains with less. When I channel my hate to productive.

Morgue Of Centuries

Descent. Towards a dead end. Primeval substance. Morphing blake angelic state. . Collecting' inside. So near ravenous shine. Damn clear foul mankind's.

Heaven's Plate

So if I walk outside my house then I will float away,. I will fly away, the world will set me free,. A decorated captain breathing dreams within my sea,.

Mindtricks

Denigrate, lacerate, feed the poison in your veins. And withstand the collapse of a world of fools. All your fears, torn apart. Like a sparkle in the dark.

Crazy Races

One night I was walking real high. With the moon & the stars in the sky. I was waiting for you. My girls lookin' tight. & my boys lookin' fly. Lookin' fly.

Mechanichell

growling in this side. it couldn't be so real. to believe that in our small and stacked lives. our left time is running still. mechanichell. for us is set beyond the black white line.

Liquid Wings

Last Breed

Into D.m.

steep rocks in front of me. a murmur by the wind and the sea. eyelids closed, subconscious set. I open my eyes and take the step. the breeze washes my sins.

Guilty Claims

and I'm still here in front of this skyline. waiting for a change and. since half a century I'm here. . too long years in heaven. to agree with this hell.

Demiurgo

in the lost memoirs of a day not day. across a time that had still to begin its turn. a god got tired of the surrounding vacuum. and molded a game to catch eternity.

Who's So Scared

Once riding in old Baltimore, head filled, heart filled with glee. I saw a Baltimorean, keep looking straight at me. I was eight and very small and he was no whit bigger.

Common State Of Inner Violence

Deserving wonderful baby. In despite of that defect. Of listening to that wild music. And than playing war videogames. . But you are lucky man. Because I've got some plans for you.