Re-Anarchatör
I am the meekest and sickest cynic Defective, bleak shadows tower monolithic Nothing is real in living to die Stagnant choke to which all turn a blind eye Fashioned misfortune, cognitive contortion Purpose succumb to the harshest distortion In my reflection, the eyes are aghast The adjacent me, my own iconoclast I am at the mercy of a force unknown Abhorring what I am, what I am is alone Void of esteem and any notion of control Nostalgic for nothingness, ejecting the soul The change within me could never be traced A minute of color, then ruin is embraced How could I trust in such instability? As I pine away over the adjacent me I’m face to face with my futility Reaching to reclaim a fragment of sanity Something amiss in going it alone Something awry where nothing is my own Void of esteem and any notion of control Severing from sanity and severing from soul Living in my ruin but dreaming in the skies Escaping its color by closing my eyes
Submitted by Immortal — Jul 21, 2026
Welcome to the fray Today is the day Grasp on reality ebbing away It ebbs into nothing as senses vacate Lifelong influx of information abates Upturning the stone, into the unknown For having existed, you now must atone Closing of curtains Brace for the fall But unbeknown to you, there awaits a curtain call… Amalgamate with the cortex drive Digital graveyard, imitation of life Technology picks up where evolution fell With the promise you might drink from eternity’s well Sentience at the mercy of a computer It’s the price paid to secure any future “Afterlife” drops the ‘after’ And “life support” becomes just ‘life’ You envy the living, soon you’ll envy the dead Adrift from nature’s course, you’ve been lead The conversion is complete, anatomy is superficial Natural intelligence has been made artificial Reluctance to embrace the rising tide Cyber immortals turn to regicide Traded all meaning and pleasure to sustain their prime At least you’ve bought yourself some time “Better than nothing” is what they might say But you won’t know until you get there, and there you must stay Deprivation of a vessel, all is shorn but thought So dwell on how this strife is all for naught Once envied the living, now you envy the dead The take of nonexistence outweighed by what’s ahead The conversion is complete, anatomy is superficial Natural intelligence has been made artificial Consciousness upload Sanity is all that’s left, grey matter to implode Never is perversion without consequence Physical cognizance: your life’s expense Beyond the event horizon lies purgatory False rebirth, the simulation is mandatory All perceptions vicarious To revel in existence was always meant to be precarious Paralyzing destiny, one guaranteed What is it that lies beyond the time men can bleed? We’re contesting order, breaking continuity To feed the shroud of ambiguity Farewell to the flesh, for code is this realm Hands of the living have taken the helm Once temple for soul, but time took its toll Now database being Bereft of control Judgment oblique Amorphous and meek Technology swallows you, tinting the bleak Brevity spurned, though it shall return To find that existing is cause for concern Once envied the living, now you envy the dead The take of nonexistence outweighed by what’s ahead The singularity’s alloy of flesh and automation Natural intelligence bygone through our creation Death is a return that we mistake for a resolve Adrift from our negation, time’s dissolve A conversion to complete, anatomy is superficial Natural intelligence, one with the artificial
Submitted by Immortal — Jul 21, 2026
Decapitated head licking your cunt Sucking all the blood from your stump Intestinal guts taking their hold Leaving you dead, stiff and cold Controlling the minds of the bloodthirsty dead Unholy seizure, slice through your head Who will survive? Only time will tell Dripping from your mouth is a rancid smell Lobotomized corpse shredding your flesh Leaving your body a bloody mess Scream bloody gore Inject the reborn terror, blood spurting out Another to control, add it to the count Orders to destroy, rip and tear apart Wishing for the end, your death is just the start Controlling the minds of the bloodthirsty dead Unholy seizure, slice through your head Who will survive? Only time will tell Dripping from your mouth is a rancid smell Lobotomized corpse shredding your flesh Leaving your body a bloody mess Scream bloody gore Armies of the dead Hail their leader's head Hungry for the flesh While it's warm and fresh Through the smoke, who will see? Who will come out alive? Now it's your turn to feel the pain Now you're going to die
Submitted by Immortal — Jul 21, 2026
This is a thrasher’s lament Time has not been kind to this scene Caveman, two-stepping, karate-pit bullshit Ctrl+C on a generic chug fest How many more will submit to this cesspit? Where art thou, my beloved speed metal? Where art thou, my beloved thrash? The few that remain: derivative and lame Pick up the tempo, I need that whiplash This is a thrasher’s lament Have you no dignity at all? I must ask of the hXc kids amassed If you have no ability, at least don’t bore me If you can’t play good, at least play fast The undemanding and ignoble path Such pervasive bastardization Thrash metal kicks like the purest white line I crave speed, fuck your stagnation Overlooking wastelands Overrun by core bands Retrograding sleight of hand No brain cells required Fueling of the atrophy Illusion of quality Terminal velocity No brain cells anymore No brain cells required This is a thrasher’s lament
Submitted by Immortal — Jul 21, 2026
Red Flag We will not let it go this time You fucked with us And now you must pay Fuck Red Flag Your floor show was a laughing matter An excuse to make the bands run sound Regular mistreatment of the local acts Your fuckery is most profound Staff at the venue could not care less And you love to scam small bands Let us not forget the bigoted incidents You let this persist just because you can Fuck Red Flag The irony behind your name Is something that I will never let go Your practices are deceptive at best You denied us promised shows None of the staff had been informed Of how many bands were booked there So you forced us on before the show time Local bands, you best beware Fuck Red Flag My disdain for the red flag Could never reach depletion You’ve wronged us too many times So this is death to your legion Fuck Red Flag Don’t let them get away with it I’ll go to war with you I’m never letting go Of the evil I saw at… Red Flag
Submitted by Immortal — Jul 21, 2026
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Submitted by Immortal — Jul 21, 2026