Deathcrusher

Fragments of who I was are now exposed before me Offering decay Offering defeat To return to the grave/to return as a slave Mangled in the likeness Of self inflicted crisis Feeding on the righteous Spreading like a virus Obstruction of progression Festering on the soul Consuming acquisition Loss of all control Fragments of who I was are now exposed before me I will not decay Never suffer defeat Ripped, torn discrete Buried six feet deep

Submitted by Pestilence — Apr 26, 2025

Maybe you can hear the screaming The screams of self punishment The hollow cries from this repetitive condition Maybe you can see the way The way their actions became their fall And took it’s toll upon the innocent Maybe you can say Say this life was more than cheap imitation Rubble from a tower that once stood tall Lie in wait for the hands of it’s builder Restoration is the name I scream Hindering the darkness at bay I wait patiently for this revival call To diminish the statues made in my name

Submitted by Nargaroth — Apr 26, 2025

"God my God, why have you forsaken me? Far from my deliverance and the words of my groaning" Empower me Rip the impurities from my heart I’m listening to the songs you sing over me Mighty you are, shaker of the earth Conduct us in your ways Define us by your truth Who shall call upon your name Who shall see redemption this day The path I chose was of faith and victory

Submitted by Lake of Tears — Apr 26, 2025

Power uncontained Presence absolute Bringer of true justice Whose name is rebirth Rejecter of the grave His mouth speaks truth He shapes the mountains and directs the winds From the dawning of time He always was Author of light Bringing forth existence Fortress of excellence Dwelling among men Creating with his might Destroying with his will Just and rightfully so His love is boundless His existence is eternal

Submitted by Corpse Grinder — Apr 26, 2025

Blood and sweat drip down Battered and bruised tissue swelling Skin hanging in strips Scalp pierced with thorns Weary and worn Crushing weight upon him Trail of blood leads to the site Arms stretched out as nails enter his wrists Binding him to wood Ghastly form of execution Last gasp unto deliverance The gift for all to receive We are all bought by blood Who will accept the eternal?

Submitted by VladTheImpaler666 — Apr 26, 2025

Behold the Deathcrusher The armageddon The apocalypse The crown is upon his head Who can come against Who can withstand At his feet, all will confess Human hands cannot corrupt Human tongues cannot defile In his midst, nothing is hidden His existence covers the lands His voice reaches the depths The crown is upon his head And the keys are in his hand Who can come against Who can withstand At his feet all will bow At his feet all will confess JESUS CHRIST IS LORD

Submitted by MetalElf — Apr 26, 2025