Profondo Rosso

Forming fantasies of hate with pure demise cause in her eyes there's no disguise an open gate Although the mirror bears the sign truth passes by unseen for days the victim prays Kept inside for all those years the strangled dreams she dreamt the unflown tears suppressing fears bringing death to mortal life the soul to please to reach release Stabbing knife and smashing head boiling face and eyes of dead while the blood is running red Breeding thoughts and stunning greed licking wounds until they bleed all those needs to feed Life is hasting towards death all that is left is just a bitter taste of all the waste You can't change the speed of time You cannot change the speed of time Stabbing knife and smashing head boiling face and eyes of dead while the blood is running red Breeding thoughts and stunning greed licking wounds until they bleed all those needs to feed

Submitted by Iron_Wraith — Apr 26, 2025

Everything I see is coloured grey that's no recognition in dismay every system has its second sight indefinable the ruling might Talking black and white to lay down what is wrong and right tell the lie of good and evil narrow minded view the source of all religious stew cause everything I see it's all just shades of grey Trying to escape into belief disappointment's all you will receive leaving judgement to a greater power a sight that evolution will devour Painting black and white declaring what is wrong or right tell the tale of good and evil small-minded point of view the source of all the ritual stew cause everything I see it's all just shades of grey Fear of total death haunting your mind hoping your eternal life to find searching for redemption is your aim deciding others fate for you the same Thinking black and white to write down what is wrong and right tell the lie of good and evil narrow minded view the base of all the ritual stew cause everything I see it's all just shades of grey

Submitted by Corpse Grinder — Apr 26, 2025

Scanning the crowd for a beauty My vision's prepared by my lust my senses are searching for signs the only thing that I can trust The scent of musk fills my nose Hot eyes staring deep into mine the steaming curves of her flesh hit me right into my spine Roaming through alleys in darkness in search for pulsing blood the smell of the living surrounds me exciting my undead heart The centuries building my memory are wiped away by my greed in the face of my paralysed prey my cold brain is sceaming for meat Meat to feed my body Blood to fill my vein Carnal need corrupts control just to keep me sane Meat to cause existance Flesh to please my soul Carnal greed reflects the hunger that I can't control Feeling the hunger inside me wakening savage desire grabbing the fat-dripping pieces roasted on hot glowing fire biting and chewing the lumps swallowing what used to live achieving the sweet satisfaction a well-filled stomache can give Meat to feed my body Blood to fill my vein Carnal need corrupts control just to keep me sane Meat to cause existance Flesh to please my soul Carnal greed enjoys the hunger that I won't control

Submitted by The Void — Apr 26, 2025

Too many puppies are being shot in the dark Too many puppies are trained not to bark at the sight of blood that must be spilled so that we may maintain our oil fields Too many puppies, too many puppies Too many puppies are taught to heal Too many puppies are trained to kill On the command of men wearing money belts that buy mistresses sleek animal pelts Too many puppies, too many puppies, too many pup-pup-pup-puppies, too many puppies Pay the keep moral up high? Was all a-flutter? Butter? Too many puppies with guns in their hands Too many puppies in foreign lands are dressed up sharp in suits of green and placed upon the war machine Too many puppies are just like me Too many puppies are afraid to see the visions of the past brought to life again Too many puppies, too many dead men

Submitted by Grave666 — Nov 12, 2025