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Futile
12:29
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Man is a useless passion
It is meaningless that we live
And it is meaningless that we die
Looking out into an unfeeling world
In a universe of indifference
Feeling nothing inside
But a longing of want
Drifting through this curse called life
Searching for meaning
In a world of false smiles
And faces, and feelings too
The mask we wear crumbles away
As we abandon all hope
We bury our dreams like our dead
And we forget them both in the end
Why do we even struggle?
Why do we stubbornly persist?
In this exercise in futility
That we call existence
Broken promises and lies
Buried dreams and hopes
Betrayal, deceit and failure
It is these we master, and makes us who we are
We struggle against the inevitable
We fight to live one more day
We harm, wound and kill
Thinking our lives matter more
In the cesspool of humanity
We are all equal in our filth
In the grand scheme of the universe
We are all equally without worth
All achievement is void
In the face of eternity
Nothing that you do
Ultimately matters in the face of your doom
In futility
We make our plans
As the infinite simply laughs
Pain and suffering
Hate, rage and misery
The gifts we give ourselves
The meaning is meaningless
And the brightness is dark
There is nothing awaiting us
Just the end of all we are
Reaching into the void
Clawing for hope
But there is nothing
A sum that equals all
What is a man
But an empty shell
Sustained on false hope
As the veil is lifted and I see
What I see haunts me and I must scream
In futility
We make our plans
As the infinite simply laughs
Pain and suffering
Hate, rage and misery
The gifts we give ourselves
The meaning is meaningless
And the brightness is dark
There is nothing awaiting us
Just the end of all we are
Reaching into the void
Clawing for hope
But there is nothing
A sum that equals all
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Waste
11:19
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Drifting!
Aimless through the sewage of life
Refuse!
Rotting on the garbage heap
Squander!
The essence of the gift of light
Void!
Any will to I have to carry on
Disuse!
My smile, heart and happiness
Discard!
My everything, my everyone
Taken to the brink
Taken to the ropes end
Taken to the very edge
Looking deep in the abyss
I do not fear the dark
Or the cold or the unknown
I've grown to shy from the light
And crawl deep into the hole
The hole that is my shelter
Built of ash and ruination
Burned and blistered joys
And all the good that once was
I wrap myself in shroud of grief
And lay me down in bed of faeces
I worship at the feet
Of a monument carved of nothings
Flush me from this life
Wallow in my filth
As the sinners in the second ditch
I crawl through shit
But the seventh circle
In the second round
Is truly where I am bound
In the murky dank of river Styx
In mud that none would deign to spit
Lying with the sullen
I curse a God with deafened ears
Broken, bent and beaten
By the weight of my shame
In weeping and in grieving
I long remain
Flush me from this life
Wallow in my filth
As the sinners in the second ditch
I crawl through shit
But the seventh circle
In the second round
Is truly where I am bound
Flush me from this life
Wallow in my filth
As the sinners in the second ditch
I crawl through shit
But the seventh circle
In the second round
Is truly where I am bound
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Fruitless
12:28
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I reap a harvest of sorrow
Sown from seeds of despair
Ploughing in a field of ash
Watered by fallen tears
The fruits of my labours
Crumble in my mouth
Leaving behind
The taste of bitterness
Still I struggle on
Cultivating
A fruitless harvest
A useless enterprise
Rotten to the core
Is the apple of life
Molding and decayed
Bereft of flavors
Poisoned soil and earth
Nothing grows
Tree of life withers
The roots rot away
The doves starve and die
As the vultures pick their bones
A bitter flock
A birdsong of woe
In the fields I toil
Broken back and spirits
Suffering
Under the weight of my failures
The tree of life stripped of bark
A gruesome scarecrow
To hang from dying branches
The scythe slices through
The fields of woe and shame
And leaves behind
A desolation
And there is poison in the soil
And the air is choked with death
The sun never shines here
And the only rain is tears
And there is mold and rot
It drives deep into the roots
It infects all I am and see
And it all falls away
I dig into the earth
Leaves of the tree life falling around me
The hole goes deeper and deeper
Down into my own Hell
What light remains fades away
As I dig myself into my grave
If you should find this field of mine
Fill this hole and leave me in my failure
The tree of life stripped of bark
A gruesome scarecrow
To hang from dying branches
The scythe slices through
The fields of woe and shame
And leaves behind
A desolation
I reap a harvest of sorrow
Sown from seeds of despair
Ploughing in a field of ash
Watered by fallen tears
The fruits of my labours
Crumble in my mouth
Leaving behind
The taste of bitterness
Still I struggle on
Cultivating
A fruitless harvest
A useless enterprise
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Hopeless
11:15
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Of the plight of Sisyphus
Is the melody of life
Rolling rocks up a hill
Only to be buried and start again
In the age of hopelessness
When everything decays
We sing the songs of misery
We write an endless tragedy
Reaching out for something
Reaching out for anything
Clawing desperate in the dark
We scream our torments
We spin our web of lies
As God and the Devil
Avert their eyes
We sell our souls
We auction our dignity
Our minds are bought
With Charons currency
We have bred a monster
A beast of base desire
Fed perpetually
On the ashes of the old world
In the constant hysteria
As we feed on each other
With the honor of thieves
Of wolves among the sheep
The worlds on fire
The ashes choke the air
And yet we stoke the flames
Of our own despair
Rend the world in discord
Chaos abounds
In a sea of enmity
We drown
The false messiah
The grifter and the cheat
Bleed us of our worth
And sneer at us
We weep and gnash our teeth
And wallow in our grief
Of the hell we have made
And have the nerve to beg for sympathy
The hypocrite and fraud
The poisoners of minds
They deepen the dissonance
And widen the divide
They build their castles
On the spoils of our ruin
And moat their palaces
With the spilled blood of their followers
Reaching out for something
Reaching out for anything
Clawing desperate in the dark
The voice of reason
Scourged and crucified
On a cross of rage
Crowned with thorns of derangement
As the vultures
Claw and fight one another
Desperate for the scraps
Of the corpse of virtue
As if any of this matters
As if we could make a difference
The worlds on fire
The ashes choke the air
And yet we stoke the flames
Of our own despair
Rend the world in discord
Chaos abounds
In a sea of enmity
We drown
The false messiah
The grifter and the cheat
Bleed us of our worth
And sneer at us
We weep and gnash our teeth
And wallow in our grief
Of the hell we have made
And have the nerve to beg for sympathy
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Empty
09:40
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There is no greater sorrow
Than to recall past happiness
There is no greater pain
Than what we make
I envy the blind man
And the fool in his denial
For they have hope
And are sightless of the truth
Jagged broken fingernails
Claw at my arms
Rend myself
To feel anything
Force misery on myself
Heartbreak and loss
A symphony of tragedy
To cure the dryness of my eyes
Rope burns and scars
Adorn me
A canvas of suffering
A still life of my being
Screams ring hollow
Wounds bleed dry
Cutting deepers
Down to my soul
Just as
The void
Of infinity am I
Cold and empty
And full
Of dying light
If the eyes
Are the window
To my soul
Pluck them out
Or shut them up
For there is nothing there
Absence of feeling
No pain, no joy
The emptiness inside me
Eats me hollow
Completely undone
Ruined I become
Behold! A man
A brittle shell
Just as
The void
Of infinity am I
Cold and empty
And full
Of dying light
If the eyes
Are the window
To my soul
Pluck them out
Or shut them up
For there is nothing there
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Acceptance
10:22
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I cross the threshold
There is no turning back
I walk alone
On the final path
Strewn before me
Is the answer to what I seek
My final hope
My last salvation
I walk with head bowed
My eyes downcast
Anointed with a crown
Of my sins and heresy
I make my ascent
Unburden my despair
The crushing weight
Will soon be lifted
Forgive me Seneca
I have no courage
The light of life
Has burned away
I climb the tree of life
The hemp coiled in my hand
I reach the highest branch
And look down into ruin
I've fought the darkness
That eats at me
But now I let go
I'm ready to be free
I see clearly
I am at peace
The cacophony of humanity
Is now behind me
What is one life
To an unfeeling cosmos
What is one death
In the grand design
I leave behind nothing
As nothing do I have
I take with me nothing
As nothing am I
As the mournful on Acherons shore
I am ready for the final crossing
Void me from the book of life
Cast my page into the fire
As I rot in the shell
Of my humanity
Trapped inside the prison
Of my diseased mind
I hold the key to my jail
The price of freedom, high
But it's one I gladly pay
With the wages of my life
From the tree
The world I see
Cold and empty
Unbearably lonely
From nothing we are born
And to nothing we return
Send the self back
I'm coming home
Cut the cord of life
Rend the throat of vitality
Crush the dream of hope
Extinguish all light
I take the final step
Flying through the dark
Downwards I descend
There is no more slack to cut
The cord of death
Pulled tight
The darkness comes for me
No longer do I fight
Do not mourn for me
Shed no tears or cries of grief
Over my life
As I never wanted it
What is one life
To an unfeeling cosmos
What is one death
In the grand design
I leave behind nothing
As nothing do I have
I take with me nothing
As nothing am I
I'm coming home...
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Demogorgon Melbourne, Australia
Demogorgon is a solo black metal project from Melbourne, Australia. Inspired by Gorgoroth, Emperor, Arch-Goat and Carpathian
Forest.
With lyrical themes covering War, Satan, Death and Anti-Christian sentiments, Demogorgon's sole member writes black metal in the style that inspires him.
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