Psalms of Misanthropy

Feed, the storm will feed On the flesh of man relentlessly Prophecies of a ludicrous mortal were set in stone To crucify the ones that do not follow Seed, inconspicuously they plant the seed Of treachery Baptized daily in disbelief As logic subsides absurdities Designed by dreams I awaken With clean eyes i see An awakening Annihilation induced by the luminous firestorm A human mind soaks in apathy Crushed to make pristine Bound as slaves in effigy A time for expiration Oblivion awaits as we convert ourselves back into sand Feed, the storm will feed On the flesh of man relentlessly Now we wait for the horsemen and the face of god Now we wait for the grand alignment Now we dwell in deceit and defeat Now we wait upon the firestorm Fearing when the heat approaches For its presence will illuminate in the sky bringing forth annihilation A blinding light dries up every well in sight Pungent winds searing the flesh Until the end of time Hear the cacophony bellowing from the smoldering ash Disregard the cries and pleas of agony from disobliging receptacles

Submitted by Sexy Gargoyle — Apr 26, 2025

I scorn all virgin and tattered flesh Disgusting victims of their own lies I have belayed my deepest affection With utmost vengeance i seek the end of Breath giving life Overwhelmed with no self control I hunt and wait to strike In my domain i dwell, i am master Misplaced in hell for the sake of reaching heaven Savoring this state of nostalgia Which cannot Will not Does not exist Cold flesh Pale elegant and emaciated Never adequate for life Lust of your death Enthralled by the taste of hypnotic tragedy Here i dream lucid of the quietus of you And all that you hold dear Cleansed of my conscience While spilling the blood within you Anxiously awaiting the rapturous euphoria I shall endure There will never be forgiveness within my dominion Misplaced in hell for the sake of reaching heaven Savoring this state of nostalgia Which cannot Will not Does not exist Lust of your death Enthralled by the taste of hypnotic tragedy Here i dream lucid of the quietus of you And all that you hold so dear Cleansed of my conscience While spilling the blood within you Anxiously awaiting the rapturous euphoria I shall endure

Submitted by Grave666 — Apr 26, 2025

Let their be light shed upon the human flesh To fabricate their minds to think a purpose must exist Divinity, the path to constant nonsense, pain and war Forevermore for the locust swarm is constantly around us And i shall advocate as they suffocate In the wrath of their war Deceased will stride throughout the Hollows of a broken world As if their bodies were wax Swept with a flame that would never die Those that will not except this Those that will not retreat Are those who's bodies will be lost in the sea Of endless fire and suffering False gods render death Fear and uncertainty Manufactured components for controlling the sheep Let their be light shed upon the human flesh To fabricate their minds to think a purpose must exist Divinity, the path to constant nonsense, pain and war Forevermore for locust swarm is constantly around us Forge an army to manipulate vapidity Worship your false gods Embellish your wisdom Tarnished by deceit Admit defeat Cattle leading cattle to failure Cattle leading swine to falsify purity False gods render death

Submitted by Pestilence — Apr 26, 2025

The path of which Acedia becomes fertile Demolition is now reborn The vast obsession To network all minds into one mold One collection The path of which The prize is endless Glory is infinite Filth. hypocrisy Wrath. malice Vengeance Is programed in us all As drones built for war Our eyes, never intended for sight Enhanced by the sinister corruption The gift to envision a world obliged in dreams and fantasy Then watch it all burn down Start with the sky Set it ablaze Evolution falls into extinction Repetition Flesh will always decay Rot The natural course is crumbling We must now become machine The path of which All life grows dim Infiltrate and destroy Enhanced sinister corruption Mechanically decomposing the flesh, catastrophe complete Enhanced sinister corruption We are now part of this machine

Submitted by Dahmers Fridge — Apr 26, 2025

They will exile you at birth Destruction, inevitable And your weakness is all that you will know The world will justify As they rape you in this realm Illusions of the world will blind Illusions of the world will cloud The minds of all mankind Blinding your senses with addictions Endlessly controlled Inhale the fate of thousand men And the vengeance of a thousand more Spread disease into the purest hearts Enslaving them forevermore Breeding generations of ignorance Fear of what the preacher's stories behold Festering in the bellies of the innocent Craving for their blood Feasting on the pockets of the weak Power and vanity is all you need Lies Encompassed by the masquerade and endless disgust Blotting out the minds of the virtuous Depressing are the times As they reap what you have sown Ecliptic realm Devours the souls Forever in the bowels of time withering

Submitted by BloodShrine — Apr 26, 2025

Charging my energies My body and mind collide Creating a massive storm within myself That feeds on despair of the world's demise The very soil beneath my feet collapse In the presence of my design As i emit chastising aura I am no longer mortal I am a god This is the dawn of a new age I convey obliteration for conspiratorial swine No pity for ones whom will lie in the waves of the wake I reconcile with the wrath and destruction To purify every life that i take Reflect on all the hate and all the pain Contamination will engulf At a despicable rate Sever all ties with the human race I shall cast darkness Upon this land I rise above to the highest cloud to bask in true glory I cannot stand and watch the insects consume I destroy Destroy defiled life ...and darkness was cast

Submitted by Pestilence — Apr 26, 2025

Vicious dichotomy inside of me Atrocity I must try to resist Architect or arsonist A liquidation of all prototypes Extinguishing every echo life A message of the dying light within me Cognizance built upon treachery Severed from the consequence A new light shall arise from the emulsion of darkness in me Nevertheless i must resist the lie Am i the architect or arsonist Desecrate that which was assembled In truth and righteousness (solo: christian muenzner) I am the architect Fabricate lies I am an arsonist That builds and destroys life Damnation forever I, the forge master shall nullify Make void with the flood

Submitted by Corpse Grinder — Apr 26, 2025

I feel no warmth inside My body is no more Hardened skin Frozen heart An empty soul The earnings of a lifetime On this putrid world Is in the air we breathe Breathe it in for years and years Exhaust the fumes of the living I realize i am at the thrown of judgement The only future i foresee I will not bow down to the chosen one The only future i foresee I will make him bow to me Rise my minions armed with darkness Rise before me All sacrifices will be made for my victory I am the voice of the apocalypse The carnage will overwhelm the gates of heaven The damned of the deadly seven will spare not one Not one shall be spared There is no warmth inside My aura is no more Callused mind Frozen time An empty thrown The earnings of a millennia in time Is absolute misery

Submitted by Dahmers Fridge — Apr 26, 2025

Roaming the halls of the wasteland Watching the mindless bodies decay This place is a prison With only one way to escape Disintegration of the mind Surge of anxiety Cannot compute mental decomposing Raging dementia apprehending sanity False awakenings endlessly compromising Purged and forgotten Soaked in disdain Mass psychosis drawing near Frayed and ashamed Paralyzed in decrepit skin Soiled by the stains in which they make Let death grip them with destiny Do not make haste to resuscitate Bastardized in a shell they wait For animalized intervention Protect not from afterlife Eternal sleep thou shall create Roaming the halls of the wasteland Watching the mindless bodies decay Wandering adrift to the mind's dismay This place is a prison With only one way to escape Age lest bestow salvation on the soul On your knees praying at the death bed of a kindred spirit Eternally they must not sleep Futile request Portrait less walls availing to sorrow and agony Casually cast away Embellished by the apparatus life is blossoming Potions drip into the vein A vain attempt to wash soiled hands clean

Submitted by Nargaroth — Apr 26, 2025