Life is death by Caelum1Infernum

Life is death

by Caelum1Infernum

life is death

wrapped in fake smiles

and bills due on monday.

it’s silence in rooms

where laughter used to live.

life is

waking up to survive

not live.

it’s scrolling past dreams

and settling for paychecks.

life is betrayal

wearing perfume,

kissing your cheek

while stabbing your back—

and you say thank you

because you're used to it.

life is noise

in a mind that just wants

fucking peace.

but peace is a myth,

sold in doses too small

to matter.

life is death

on repeat.

but you keep walking,

even with bones breaking,

because no one’s coming to carry you—

and you’re too damn stubborn

to die lying down.

1. “life is death wrapped in fake smiles and bills due on monday...”

Visual: A dimly lit room with unpaid bills scattered on a cracked table, a mirror showing a tired face forcing a smile—half shadow, half light.

2. “life is waking up to survive not live...”

Visual: A person in bed staring at the ceiling in darkness, city lights outside the window, phone screen glowing with notifications and job alerts—dead eyes, scrolling fingers.

3. “life is betrayal wearing perfume...”

Visual: A close-up of a kiss on the cheek, lipstick left behind—then a hand gripping a hidden knife behind the back. Fake glitter and real blood.

4. “life is noise in a mind that just wants fucking peace...”

Visual: A head surrounded by screaming mouths, TV static, and glitch effects. In the center—eyes shut tight, fists clenched, ears bleeding.

5. “life is death on repeat...”

Visual: A figure walking alone on a broken road under a blood-orange sky, carrying a heavy backpack with chains, bones, and memories dragging behind—feet cracked, still moving.