Antarsia
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Orphan destined Born alone Prone, his Fragile infant bones He shivered in Embalmers palms Frigid in her Corpses womb Ever so He would remain Forever cold Unthawed through The spring of youth, Lingers still Misfortunes chill Undaunted by The solstice His heart like ice Frozen through Withering No love to blossom No blood to run No thawing brought By Augusts Sun. 'Neath the heat Of summers lust Still His sadness Powdered dust A shifting drift A snowy dune An ebb That never flows His life's winter Never passes And with him always Orphans hunger, The yearning Gnawing emptiness The hard caress Of loneliness The mother's milk Of hopelessness Starvation Overtakes him In loves stead His void grows This abyss Blackened and bleak From the heart
Submitted by Sexy Gargoyle — Aug 14, 2026
The Cronos frozen Timbers creaking Pressured by White ice Chasm Daylight holds us Blizzard blind Thundering peal Cannonade Howls through the mist The ashes mix Atop the frozen Ocean snow Specter Frostbit Stars and swords The bars that mark Our worthless ranks Parchment and quill Morals and will Such useless things Illusions used Our lies to Shield us from The Fate That waits for men Who vainly seek truth in the dark Specter Frostbit We Vanish I burn our useless charts By stars, I navigate This fable Of my fall Now undeniable We vanish Specter Frostbit
Submitted by Sexy Gargoyle — Aug 14, 2026
The Id evolved Transcendence In reverse Equations writ In hunger's blood Butcher surgeon Science refined Dismembered limbs I lecture As I work To victims Deaf and dead My genius lost to Lifeless eyes What once was me Has lived to see The flexibility of sanity We finally see Our inner beasts Once hidden oh so well Walled up behind The pointless morals We've absorbed We draw one Perfect breath at birth Exhale it and become enslaved Captives of a world We never helped to shape Some choose Do we join the sheep? Accept the creature comforts of submission? Pressure and Time Hubris and pride To hold the weight To lend the strength My burden to bear Evolved and aware Thirst for fresh flesh To feed my despair
Submitted by Sexy Gargoyle — Aug 14, 2026
When terror is your life You push your heart aside You leave the man behind So the animal inside you can survive And those still left alive; Sailors grown gaunt and lean So bright, their murd'rous eyes Every day every night always watching me 3 hungry years Frozen with our fears Locked in the ice No course to steer So it went Our slow descent Chaos crept in With cruel dissent When terror is your life You push your heart aside You leave the man behind So the animal inside you can survive And those still left alive; Sailors grown gaunt and lean So bright, their murd'rous eyes Every day every night always watching me So it went Our dark descent Chaos crushing With malicious intent The dead lament Demons hell sent Swords in our backs Let the blood ferment Demons hell sent Smell the blood ferment When terror is your life You push your heart aside You leave the man behind So the animal inside you can survive
Submitted by Sexy Gargoyle — Aug 14, 2026
Calm, Calm The Cannibals Song His sermon of death fills the air Saw, Saw Through body and bone The captain you caught in your snare Abattoir of ice and stone Lined with human skin Strewn among assorted bones His instruments of sin Lanterns light him at his work Seen through morphine's haze Bent to task his practiced hands Peel the flesh he flays He lurched on prosthetic legs Their make, his own design His frightful ingenuity No sane man could define Calm, Calm The Cannibals Song His sermon of death fills the air Saw, Saw Through body and bone The captain you caught in your snare The rancid reek of despair Amputated ears and lips He ate them to survive His manhood made a meal sheer will kept him alive Senses clear, I moved to flee My legs, I realized Sawn-off above the knee Clean and cauterized Awoken from the fog His sedatives caused His back to me, I saw my chance Striking without pause He struggled but I held him fast And drove him to the ground I beat him til his cursed mouth No longer formed sound My teeth I clamped around his throat forced them through his skin And as his blood sprayed from his neck I felt the warmth within Calm, Calm The Cannibals Song My sermon of death fills the air Saw, Saw Through body and bone The surgeon I've caught in my snare about
Submitted by Sexy Gargoyle — Aug 14, 2026