Lifeless Design
(<em>Instrumental</em>)
Submitted by Celtic Frost — Jun 18, 2026
It's time to die for the sins that we've carried this far. In motion our bodies will soon meet the floor It will soon pull us under - reaping through- our, flesh. we lead the young through the trails of the grim, they fall, as they crawl. collecting our sins of what we've become. We are free to unearth all our parts but these scars are perfection under the thorns. Everyone suffers our eyes on the dead looking for reasons to sever the thread. Your suicide is relentless, laying there collapsed by the gates of the flames, you'll never stay above.
Submitted by Celtic Frost — Jun 18, 2026
They've thrown us to our knees, our knees I've seen the headless give praise...and they've all been abandoned, (for)/cause the dead will rise, but not to be saviors the skin's been ripped from my chest force this knife to fit carry me on your wings the clouds have been covered in flames falling on the ones that look to the sun we'll find another way to destroy ourselves, only then will we do the same over and over again skin so thin its all been ripped from my chest hold my heart in place to force this knife to fit
Submitted by Celtic Frost — Jun 18, 2026
I walk on glass that surrounds my intentions of endless suffering the glass looks tempting from where I stand I cant see your breath, your hearts not beating, but your limbs are twitching. from the ground your hands reach to the sky I'll follow your corpse to the grave Now I'll bleed you all dry to cover myself with crimson shades Your vacant eyes will make their way through the shadows of your grave Behind all this carnage and behind all this torture your vacant eyes will make their way through the shadows of your grave
Submitted by Celtic Frost — Jun 18, 2026
Thrown away into this pit of lies my arms are serpents manifesting themselves around me I can feel their poison spilling inside of me The deeper I breathe, the stronger their grip becomes around me As the blood thickens it will set frozen inside my carcass my pulse ceases to be and my body runs cold The deeper I breathe the stronger their grip becomes around me and the lights cover in darkness You'll find your way I'll hold your hand of your ghost until you've found your way to the sun. The sulfurous air mixed with your ashes it sets us ablaze From the ashes your ghost will rise clipped of its wings you surely wont fly I see the light bleeding from the sky the spears rain down piercing all the lives your ghost is the end
Submitted by Celtic Frost — Jun 18, 2026
They came crashing down to the ground that once stood below them with broken glass as it rains down on their face the screams give pursuit to the sounds of them fading into the ground I'll cut the lines too deep to be healed they'll all see my sadness whoever believed in this choice to be free now they're truly forsaken. Theres no more hope for you now youre nothing but a stain on the pavement calling for attention You cant fall asleep next to a rope tied roughly around your neck to harness your fall I'll dispose of your body six feet below covered in gas so no one will dig you out.
Submitted by Celtic Frost — Jun 18, 2026
Staring into the darkness the walls bleed in scarlet shades over cadavers with severed remnants calling for the corpse to bind their soul with meaning now lacerate the wrists from my neck to replace my teeth with lead restore my lungs with wires building up on scars and scabs never to feel the embrace of your arms their eyes shine like shards of glass fixed on an open noose ready to sever the neck from the rest don't look back the bloods been shed on the grounds where the loved ones shed their tears to know a reason why Im so helpless without you in my life Back right beside me I wish she was here holding my hands to keep me from ripping each inch of flesh from my bones
Submitted by Celtic Frost — Jun 18, 2026
Casting stones into hell's direction never knowing the outcome Heading in our way severing our senses holding our insides in the palms of our hands open wounds seem to never cease bleeding cover me with lacerations until I lose sight of the amount that engulf me Into the grave we never look back forever ingrained in the end rise above all of the dreadful rise above all of the insane
Submitted by Celtic Frost — Jun 18, 2026
Suffering from your coarsen touch it seems eternal Never ending in a smile just a placid stare of dementia now this just goes to show how wretched and cold you are no one would care that youre gone I'll close your casket black out the eyes so no one will see your true face its cursed and stale just an empty shell of hope and your reflection appears empty just like your heart as it continues to pump nothing but dust now this just goes to show how wretched and cold you are... Hammer the nails to splinter the bones to force the blood to flow you are my final burden now nothing stands in my way it ends here tonight
Submitted by Celtic Frost — Jun 18, 2026
Burn the whites of our eyes to keep us from seeing the truth bury this dagger beside my spine to show me the way to live eternally in your eyes life an endless guilt forever in the debt of another and death is judgment tearing down our walls as thin as our skin the knife sees fit to carry us all to our graves even as the last breath flows through our lungs so these lungs will collapse screaming the thoughts of this martyr as the words I bare will take me straight to my grave our visions will never be silenced now hemorrhaging from inside us is decay feeding on our lifeless design force fed beyond belief my eyes swell inside and burst where we all can see the thoughts of our existence now your eyes theyre gone forever as your guidance will carry us all through the dark. Hemorrhaging while all the blood drips from our veins
Submitted by Celtic Frost — Jun 18, 2026