Wrath of Vesuvius piosenki

Day by day, a constant patheticalness, oblivious to the occurrences, A society, building their structure of self-comfort through an illusion. Social standards are set through mirrored screens. When will we break this cliche scene? The answer lies between t...

Another dim day, pacing through the catacombs of the so called world. The only thing that remains is the crows that hover the streets. The world was once warned as the man spilled out the future, an image's principles that could have had prevention. The exi...

Today is a virulent day. So be sagacious with each and every step that you take. I'm sparks away from starting a combustion. Light the fuse! Mutter one more fucking pathetic word. Annoyance! That's all I've been and all I'll ever be. I'm the catalyst; the ant...

I set sail upon the sea that stands before me; all my bids taken, never shared or mentioned. Home is a drift this cold lonely ocean; the calling of the sirens capturing me, trapping me within the thunder storm. With the waves rising over head I refuse abandon...

Pull the plug put a halt to the war in my mind. I'm lacking stability, the voices will only grow louder. I will scream at the top of my lungs the haggard I've become. And I'll summon the omens beneath the threshold of my purity. The existence of my casual...

Hold the scoundrel right before me. Hold the scoundrel right before me. So I can see his eyes burst to flames as he's burnt at the stake. The darkness being spread amongst the common people is the fear that the reciprocal of salvation has emerged. The chil...

Hold the scoundrel right before me. Hold the scoundrel right before me. So I can see his eyes burst to flames as he's burnt at the stake. The darkness being spread amongst the common people is the fear that the reciprocal of salvation has emerged. The chil...

A watching eye peering down on his weakened creation, Pointless lives clinching hope, pleading for a will to live. Through these nightmares we can't translate what's warned. A spoon-fed structure blindfolding acknowledgment. Archaic encoding foretells des...

Scrapes scratches and incisions leave trails of blood leading up to the altar. I'm down on my knees wearing a crown of thorns as I'm set aflame in this pew. Only a mindless mangled body can emerge from these repressed memories. 

An assortment of greed, lies, and hate have filled the platter and are being indulged with an envious spoon, wanting to want, striding to portray a presentable number. Force-feed the putrid bile that's been heaved from their mouths. Heave the faith, spit use...

Twenty-seven with a sensible heart, kept his passions alive at all costs. Smoked them when he had them, he drank his glasses to the bottom; running the race with the knowledge of the ever turning world. At the end of that day there wasn't anything I could say....

Probed to feel, to feel real; probed to feel, to feel nothing. Dermal coated calligraphy, etching out an identity. Ripple after crinkle, lines making distinction, connected to perception, allowing to feel. Specification, an intricate design, an intricate de...

Frantically pacing as the last grains fell through the hour glass. A motion of hands to the frontal view to see if perception is in tact. It occurred with blur numbing senses, stopping the mind, and bleeding out my fucking eyes. All of a sudden I feel as if...

Feeble attempts to rationalize; are my words even considered? It seems as if I'm talking to walls. Our claims are opposing in crafting and idealizing a future. I've said all I can say. What do you fucking want from me? I keep telling myself this isn't happeni...

Judgment and actions have become impossible to control. Morality oppressed by impulses. Instances and ambitions lost in a mind once deemed reliable. Grand inspirations halted by adolescence. Perhaps this very distraction will be my downfall. Dreams remain dim...

I find myself babbling of imaginary footing as if it would ever be feasible. Hiding like spiders in the crevices of an abandoned home. Taking mortar of misfortune, and bricks of dirty realism to build a fortress in the depths of this conjure. All while I danc...

A culture unable to accept enlightenment, casting molds incised around their shortcomings. Building a structure founded on misconstruction. Even the sheer are forced to live under their monochromatic microscope. A dissonance in perspective explicates combusti...

At the steps of the Master's kingdom, I kneel to what I've joined. The archaic atrocity of the necromancer has been summoned! A celestial plan of destruction is being waged upon all of humanity. I am the exemplary of the ravages commanded! As I place this...

I've spent slews of hours on a "change" that never comes, with minute chances of finding light or in the end thrown in the dark. Moving from box to box, collecting pictures and memories; setting every bridge I took to get here aflame. If I had my druthers I'd...