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Chthonic Horror
03:55
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In the depths of power, where light does not reach,
A force lies, awakening fear.
Chthonic horror, piercing the bones,
Born from the state, all-consuming.
Dark powers awakening in corrupt hearts,
Rulers whispering lies and manipulating the masses.
Their presence is like a shadow enshrouding the people's soul,
Chthonic horror bringing madness.
Chthonic horror, it knows no rest,
Woven from nightmares and dark visions.
It reigns in the state, in the realm of control and suppression,
Where freedom has faded, and hope drowned in lies.
Ancient institutions dwelling in the depths of the system,
Their eyes glow with a cold, ruthless light.
They whisper secrets, awakening fears,
Chthonic horror, eternal and omnipotent.
Chthonic horror, it knows no rest,
Woven from nightmares and dark visions.
It reigns in the state, in the realm of control and suppression,
Where freedom has faded, and hope drowned in lies.
We can only feel its presence,
This ancient power awakening fear.
Chthonic horror, piercing the bones,
Reminding us of our own insignificance.
In the depths of the state, where control and suppression reign,
Chthonic horror continues to rule.
We can only try not to look into its eyes,
To avoid drowning in this dark realm.
We can only feel its presence,
This ancient power awakening fear.
Chthonic horror, piercing the bones,
Reminding us of our own insignificance.
In the depths of the state, where control and suppression reign,
Chthonic horror continues to rule.
We can only try not to look into its eyes,
To avoid drowning in this dark realm.
Chthonic horror, eternal and omnipotent,
Lurks in the depths of the state, where light does not reach.
It reminds us of our deepest fears,
And reigns in the realm of control and suppression.
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Hydra
02:50
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As the sun sets on the horizon of conformity,
And the shadows of the Hydra loom large,
We rise, defiant, against the multi-headed beast,
With our hearts ablaze and our spirits unyielding.
In a world of illusions where the Hydra reigns,
Only individualism shines like flames.
We fight against the clubs of her heads,
Bold and courageous, like bulls in arena beds.
Hydra, Hydra, you're multi-headed, it's true,
But we won't surrender, we won't be subdued!
Anarchy, freedom, a fire in our souls,
We'll break your chains, finding no control.
Surrealistic chaos in our dreams,
Reflects the reality where darkness gleams.
But we won't forget who we are,
Together we'll march to change paths afar.
Hydra, Hydra, you're multi-headed, it's true,
But we won't surrender, we won't be subdued!
Anarchy, freedom, a fire in our souls,
We'll break your chains, finding no control.
Let the Hydra laugh, but we're not to blame,
In our struggle, we find the sacred flame.
Individual hearts, united in revolt,
Weave a surrealistic carpet at dawn's jolt.
Hydra, Hydra, you're multi-headed, it's true,
But we won't surrender, we won't be subdued!
Anarchy, freedom, a fire in our souls,
We'll break your chains, finding no control.
As the dawn breaks and the Hydra's heads bow,
We stand victorious, with our hearts aglow.
For in the struggle against the multi-headed foe,
We found unity, freedom, and truth to show.
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Monstrosity and Malice
03:52
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In the heart of a cold, unfeeling world,
Where innocence is often hurled,
Into the abyss of darkness, unfurled,
Lies the monstrosity and malice, coiled and curled.
Through the veil of deceit, it emerges,
In the silence of the night, it surges,
A symphony of suffering, as hope diverges,
The ugliness of humanity, it urges.
Shadows creep in the heartless night,
In the grip of an endless plight,
The unseen cruelty, out of sight,
In the depths of despair, we ignite.
In the labyrinth of twisted minds,
Where love and kindness, it finds,
No place to grow, no light to bind,
The monstrosity and malice, it grinds.
Through the facade of kindness, it hides,
In the corners of hearts, it resides,
A cacophony of pain, as empathy subsides,
The ugliness of humanity, it derides.
Shadows creep in the heartless night,
In the grip of an endless plight,
The unseen cruelty, out of sight,
In the depths of despair, we ignite.
In the silence, the whispers grow,
The seeds of evil we've come to sow,
The monstrosity and malice, our eternal foe,
In the depths of darkness, we bestow.
Shadows creep in the heartless night,
In the grip of an endless plight,
The unseen cruelty, out of sight,
In the depths of despair, we ignite.
In the realm of monstrosity and malice,
We find our doom, our downfall, our vice,
In the heart of the unfathomable sacrifice,
We find our end, our demise.
Shadows creep, despair ignites,
In the heart of darkness, we unite,
In the grip of the monstrosity and malice,
We embrace our endless night.
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Not a Demon, Not a Ghost
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In the dark forest of fears, where monsters hide,
There is one creature, the scariest of them all.
Not a demon, not a ghost, but the one who walks beside me,
A human - the true monster, born by my own hands.
I create my monsters, feed them with my sins,
Horrific deeds born from the darkness within.
I look at them in horror, but I don't see myself,
For a human is a mirror reflecting my vices.
There's no scarier monster than a human,
Capable of the most horrific deeds.
He wears a mask of kindness, but his heart is dark,
And this monster is born from my deepest fears.
I build walls, trying to protect myself from monsters,
But they live within, feeding on my pain and suffering.
I can run, but I cannot hide from myself,
For a human is my own worst nightmare.
I must face my monster,
Acknowledge its existence and start the fight.
Change myself, banish the darkness, bring back the light,
For only then can I defeat my scariest enemy.
I can become better, overcome my fears,
Rid myself of the monster living inside.
I must grow stronger, control myself,
For only then can I conquer this horror.
There's no scarier monster than a human,
But I can change this, make the world better.
Cast off the mask of lies, banish the darkness from my heart,
And become a true hero, defeating my monster.
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Shadows in the Night
04:29
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The silence of the night — a harbinger of storms,
In every dark corner — its own beasts lurk.
Anticipation of something that comes in the dark,
Heart beats faster, in anticipation of the attack.
Shadows in the night, a cloak of fear,
Envelop streets, homes, souls so dear.
Heartbeats echo, but hope's not here,
In a world where light's just a flickering leer.
Where every step's a ruleless game,
And every breath's a cry to the void's claim.
In this world, where even time's at a stand,
You're alone, amidst shadows and frost's hand.
Echoes of footsteps, whispers of the past,
A symphony of sorrow, memories that last.
The chill of the air, the weight of despair,
A canvas of silence, painted with care.
Sounds of the night, a lullaby of torment,
Every noise, an echo of pain's ferment.
No strength to scream, no strength to await,
In a world where dreams can't contemplate.
Through the whispers of darkness, the moans of the wind,
You seek the light, but only darkness is pinned.
And though life's a circle, endless and stark,
You remain alone, in fear's endless mark.
A fleeting whisper, a shadow's breath,
A moment's peace before the dance with death.
The stars don't shine, the moon hides away,
In the silence of night, the end of the day.
Where every step's a ruleless game,
And every breath's a cry to the void's claim.
In this world, where even time's at a stand,
You're alone, amidst shadows and frost's hand.
A fleeting whisper, a shadow's breath,
A moment's peace before the dance with death.
The stars don't shine, the moon hides away,
In the silence of night, the end of the day.
Where every step's a ruleless game,
And every breath's a cry to the void's claim.
In this world, where even time's at a stand,
You're alone, amidst shadows and frost's hand.
And now comes the end, peace reigns,
But fear remains, hiding in the shadows.
The echo of steps fades, but the burden in the heart,
In a world where you're alone, among shadows and cold.
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In the dead of night,
When all is still,
A chill runs down your spine,
And fear begins to spill.
You hear a creaking sound,
Coming from the attic,
You try to ignore it,
But it only gets more frantic.
Something is lurking,
In the dark corners of your mind,
It's watching you,
Waiting for the right time.
You see shadows moving,
Out of the corner of your eye,
But when you turn to look,
There's nothing there, just a lie.
Something is lurking,
In the dark corners of your mind,
It's watching you,
Waiting for the right time.
You can't escape the terror,
That's consuming your soul,
It's taking control,
And making you lose control.
You feel a cold touch,
On the back of your neck,
You turn around quickly,
But there's no one to check.
Something is lurking,
In the dark corners of your mind,
It's watching you,
Waiting for the right time.
You're trapped in a nightmare,
That never seems to end,
You can't escape the horror,
That's become your only friend.
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Surrounded by Faces
04:05
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Surrounded by faces, none seem to see,
The beast in man, worse than any creature could be.
I walk among them, but I'm not the same,
Their acts of cruelty, they have no shame.
A world of savages in disguise,
Where compassion is rare and truth hides behind lies.
I'm looking around, and what do I see?
A society where the heartless roam free.
Here I am, just an outsider,
Longing for a world that's kinder.
I want to escape, to break free,
From the chains of mankind's brutality.
They laugh and they jeer, with malice they speak,
In the mirror of their eyes, it's a monster I seek.
No wisdom in sight, just ignorance's bliss,
In a world where the mindless give the venomous kiss.
I'm screaming inside, can't you hear?
The cries of the voiceless, drowned by fear.
I'm just one, but I'm not alone,
In wanting to flee from this flesh and bone.
A soul that yearns for a gentle touch,
In a world where the cruel have taken too much.
I'm standing on the edge, looking down,
At the madness of the crowd, wearing its crown.
I'll spread my wings, it's time to fly,
Away from the dark, into the clear sky.
A fleeting whisper, a shadow's breath,
A moment's peace before the dance with death.
The stars don't shine, the moon hides away,
In the silence of night, the end of the day.
The cries of the wild, they echo true,
A call to the heart, a world anew.
But here in the throng, the false and the vile,
I'm suffocating, longing for just a mile.
I'm looking around, and what do I see?
A society where the heartless roam free.
Here I am, just an outsider,
Longing for a world that's kinder.
I want to escape, to break free,
From the chains of mankind's brutality.
So here I stand, an outsider no more,
On the path to a place where spirits soar.
Leaving behind the beasts of man,
To find peace in a land where it all began.
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8. |
The Wretchedness of Life
03:33
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Dark notes sound like an echo in the void,
Life, you're so tired that you've lost your beauty.
A deceptive world, shrouded in a web of lies,
Where every day is a battle, not a simple path.
The wretchedness of life, like a shadow, pursues us,
There's cold in the heart, and the soul is in chains of fear.
We wander in the fog, seeking the light of sunsets,
But find only emptiness and disappointments.
The wretchedness of life, we're drowning in it,
Every day, every hour, every second.
Seeking salvation, but finding only pain,
In this trap called existence.
Despair in the eyes, weariness in the movements,
We run in circles, like hamsters in a wheel.
Life is a game where the rules are written in blood,
And each of us is just a pawn in this battle.
The wretchedness of life, we're drowning in it,
Every day, every hour, every second.
Seeking salvation, but finding only pain,
In this trap called existence.
But even in the darkest corners of the soul,
There's a spark of hope, burning faintly.
We can change this game, rewrite the rules,
Find strength within and become our own heroes.
The wretchedness of life is just a mask,
Behind which hides the true beauty.
We must remove it, see the world as it is,
And fight for the better, despite the difficulties.
The wretchedness of life, we'll overcome it,
Every day, every hour, every second.
We'll find salvation within, conquer our pain,
And break free from this trap called existence.
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No light at the end, just an endless night,
We wander aimlessly, lost in the plight.
Every path we choose, every road we pave,
Just leads us to more chaos, more darkness to crave.
We're chasing after shadows, in a world that's unkind,
Searching for a meaning, that we'll never find.
No goodness to find, in this realm of deceit,
Just echoes and shadows, a never-ending feat.
Reflecting on the thought, it's a grand façade,
These phantoms and illusions, the only truth we've had.
But we keep on moving, through the darkness and the pain,
Knowing deep inside, it's all just in vain.
We strive for dreams, thinking they're within reach,
But they dissipate like smoke, always out of breach.
The morals we uphold, the principles we embrace,
Are just figments in the wind, leaving no trace.
We're chasing after shadows, in a world that's unkind,
Searching for a meaning, that we'll never find.
No goodness to find, in this realm of deceit,
Just echoes and shadows, a never-ending feat.
Reflecting on the thought, it's a grand façade,
These phantoms and illusions, the only truth we've had.
But we keep on moving, through the darkness and the pain,
Knowing deep inside, it's all just in vain.
No goodness to find, in this realm of deceit,
Just echoes and shadows, a never-ending feat.
Reflecting on the thought, it's a grand façade,
These phantoms and illusions, the only truth we've had.
In the reflection of reality, we see our own guise,
A world filled with hollowness, under false skies.
But perhaps in this emptiness, we can find our own light,
Shatter the chains of illusions, take back our sight.
But we keep on moving, through the darkness and the pain,
Knowing deep inside, it's all just in vain.
So we dance with the shadows, in this world of despair,
Knowing they're not real, but they're always there.
In the end, maybe it's us, who are phantoms as well,
In this world of nothingness, our own tale to tell.
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10. |
The Eldritch Abomination
04:07
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In the depths of a forgotten realm,
Where the sun's light dares not to helm,
A stirring, a whisper, a chilling scream,
Awakens the horror of a forbidden theme.
Through the veil of insanity, it crawls,
In the silence of the night, it calls,
A symphony of dread, as darkness falls,
The eldritch abomination enthralls.
Shadows dance in the moonless night,
In the grip of an eternal fright,
The unseen terror, out of sight,
In the heart of the abyss, we ignite.
In the labyrinth of cyclopean walls,
Echoes the madness that appalls,
The ancient secrets, the cryptic scrawls,
The eldritch abomination brawls.
Through the dimensions, it creeps and seeps,
In the dreams of the deep, it leaps,
A cacophony of chaos, as reality weeps,
The eldritch abomination reaps.
Shadows dance in the moonless night,
In the grip of an eternal fright,
The unseen terror, out of sight,
In the heart of the abyss, we ignite.
Shadows dance in the moonless night,
In the grip of an eternal fright,
The unseen terror, out of sight,
In the heart of the abyss, we ignite.
In the silence, the whispers grow,
The ancient evil we've come to know,
The eldritch abomination, our eternal foe,
In the depths of madness, we sow.
Shadows dance in the moonless night,
In the grip of an eternal fright,
The unseen terror, out of sight,
In the heart of the abyss, we ignite.
In the realm of the eldritch abomination,
We find our doom, our damnation,
In the heart of the unfathomable equation,
We find our end, our salvation.
Shadows dance, terror ignites,
In the heart of the abyss, we unite,
In the grip of the eldritch abomination,
We embrace our endless night.
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