decaying in the arms of the creator.
we're digging a grave.
lined with plastic, concrete, and easy money.
in it we throw ourselves.
we confide in this cell.
this fucking man made hell.
because we need it.
we feed it.
we love it.
while millions starve this machine gains weight.
imposing it's sermon of pomposity and hate.
burning in its bowels.
we're burning this world down.
and it consumes us.
but why would we care?
we've found god in the dollar bill.

florentine camerata - bargain whore

bargain whore

careless

tired of this

i seen the sorrow
in your eyes
as you stared back into mine
i remember 
these moments between us
they will never
fade away

you want me to
hold you closer
but with every breath you’d take 
you just push me further away
i wont stand here 
without you
we’ll be ?
till the end

till the end of us
till the end of time 
till the end of it all
till the end
till the end of my life
till the end of yours 
i will be here
till the end

till the end of it all

i dont think of you that often.

raskolnikov's psyche

ate her up

@https://soundcloud.com/keeswagner
I wake up in the morning and do what the fuck I want 
im working every day can only think bout my new song
so distracted writing lyrics never sober fuck a job
and I can never stop, fuck w me and get stomped 

cant control my anger my past crushing like a thwomp 
If it's something i cant talk about I'll put it in my song
i cant control these feeling swear I wanna get along 
I miss u when ur gone, so now I'll write another song 

I'm not the best writing I but these  days ur on my mind
clutching bodies, touching teeth so close our bodies intertwined 
ur such a good distraction to these feelings I despise 
even when I'm high, ik ur chillin by my side 

stuck in bliss we're paralyzed 
those lips have got me hypnotized 
ur the janitor of mind 
chill with me before u fly 

it's been itching at me all day long
when I get home put my headphones on
feeling bored listen to my own song 
but when it's late I wanna be in your arms 

septum ring getting tangled in your hair
u like it when I kiss ur neck and play on ur hair
bodies so close that we breathing the same air
rolling over here, then we squirming over there 

u b what this song about
you're all i wanna write about 
I been having mood swings all the time dont know what that's about 
building up inside of me n I think I need a new way out 
doubt u hear what I've been putting out, smoke until I'm passing out

bodies intertwined <333 (alky n kees)

Sample - coffee stains by bright little stars


Rotting corpse dance along
Funeral party swan song
Zombie dinner at dawn
Ghost hunting the fawn

Beetles in your mouth
Six legs spider
Blood bath moon stream
I smell your heart

Dance like domo
I am not invisible
Suffer like heart sings
Im a singer to the swan

Catfishkillrr - funeralpartydancealong

Wish the ground was flowers real version 2024 real music dropping real world real things

Wish The Ground Was Flowers

white petals
on the stormy sea -
floating memories
 
Vincenzo, aka El Wud, is an electronic musician from Naples, Italy.

A regular participant in our haiku music challenge, El Wud uses sound overlaps, causal collisions and cosmic echoes to create evocative soundscapes.

haiku by El Wud

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