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Scream into the darkness Without a sound Weakling Powerless miscreant Buried by ash And trampled by a thousand footsteps A thunderous roar rips through the night My desire to reconnect is devoured By my craving for... Subterranean hedonism Exhausted from the surface I burrow into fantasies of sunken darkness I have tried to blend into the world But people continue to dissapoint me Bones ground to ash and thrown to the wind My last burials rites I had hoped it wouldn't come to this But there is no hope...there is only me
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Jun 19, 2016
Jun 19, 2016 at 3:39 AM UTC
Subterranean Hedonism
Scream into the darkness Without a sound Weakling Powerless miscreant Buried by ash And trampled by a thousand footsteps A thunderous roar rips through the night My desire to reconnect is devoured By my craving for... Subterranean hedonism Exhausted from the surface I burrow into fantasies of sunken darkness I have tried to blend into the world But people continue to dissapoint me Bones ground to ash and thrown to the wind My last burials rites I had hoped it wouldn't come to this But there is no hope...there is only me
These are lyrics for a song I wrote back in late 2012, early 2013. I'm not sure why, but they've always stood out to me as being some of my favourite.
#sad#dark#lyrics#scream#tired#angry#hedonism#disappointed#misanthropy#subterranean
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Jun 19, 2016
Jun 19, 2016 at 3:39 AM UTC
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