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Verderf, walk into the mouth of madness Verderf, scrupulous, scandalous, a mirror to society Verderf, het Lam Gods is verdronken Verderf, there is no hope for me

Submitted by Sexy Gargoyle — Feb 05, 2026

No solace in solitude, these retched forms They consume me, control me Pull me into vacuity Emptiness I forever adore Mere soulless worms, surrounding me Utterly exhausting A bottomless pit of maniacal inspiration For the living care little for the dead Social construct to keep the breathing consuming As we march towards a certain bitter end For the dead care little for the damned Religious farce to keep the sheep in line, control We see truth within lies The comfort our own bias gives us We see lies within truth The bias our own comfort gives us Never have I seen such decrepitude These retched forms, consume me, control me Am I even alive? Endless Desperation A bottomless pit of maniacal inspiration For the living care little for the dead Social construct to keep the breathing consuming As we march towards a certain bitter end For the dead care little for the damned Religious farce to keep the sheep in line, control We see truth within lies My sanity is revoked forever Kill me, end me There's no solace in solitude, there's only madness surrounding me Kill me, burn me There's not solace in silence, the corruption, it drains me Never have I seen such decrepitude These retched forms, consume me, control me Am I even alive? Endless Desperation Never have I seen such congregation These corrupt forms, consume us, control us Manipulative plot, the age of stupid A forum for the insane A forum for the inane Emptiness I forever adore Consuming me, surrounding me Utterly disgusting

Submitted by Sexy Gargoyle — Feb 05, 2026

If ignorance is bliss, can I embrace madness? Depressive concoction, the purity of sadness All of these faces, oh what a masquerade These pristine faeces, insecure and soulless Tumbling and fading, their interest fatigued Oh all these faces, so empirical Feast of abundance A decrepit show Enter the pit of Tartarus Prelude to revulsion A vile moment of truth Sycophantic bile inducing vеrmin To abuse When the mad arе king, only the callous remain The status quo, the ingenuity of hell All of these faces, oh what a masquerade These pristine faeces, insecure and soulless Tumbling and fading, their interest fatigued Oh all these faces, so metaphorical Embrace lunacy Embrace lunacy Embrace lunacy The fall of the hammer, you're no longer obtuse Embrace lunacy An alternate reality, romanticised infernally Embrace lunacy Dementophobia, a mirror to your own fate A gluttonous feast of decadence With little tin foil hats we gladly dance A flame divine, watch the world plunge into decay Sun will never rise again Should have gotten that fucking tan

Submitted by Sexy Gargoyle — Feb 05, 2026

A scent so virulent, necrotic and decayed A lovely stew so ambiguous A dirty glory hole of methane Delicious foie gas can be excavated Bereft from the ass from whence it was created Return to Faecal Forgery Misplaced degout, from this malodorousretched ragout A mistress, foul, ripped from ass to mouth, chum gravy Poetic movements, I'm bathing Sweet chocolate mass so soothing No longer an impediment, merely ’liberating', it's crazy Incarnadine, erupting into chyme and decay A vulgar state of mind is mine, so demented A legacy of crud unseen and foretold, my banquet A vulgar state of mind is mine, so demented A legacy of crud unseen and foretold, my banquet Sifting through decrepitude, a glorious treasure hunt befalls me Mephitic mess, a glorious blast Unable to withhold pleasure from treats This demented banquet becomes an unholy feast A vulgar quagmire The noble equation, that leads to questioning the ’mousse' Conceals the deflagration, poop equals poop Mephitic mess, a glorious blast This hidden blessing becomes an unholy feast A scent so virulent, necrotic and decayed A lovely stew so ambiguous A dirty glory hole of methane Mephitic mess, a glorious blast Unable to withhold pleasure from treats This hidden blessing becomes an unholy feast A vulgar quagmire

Submitted by Sexy Gargoyle — Feb 05, 2026

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My lucid dreams to conquer, so everlasting Puppeteering the damned can be oh so exhausting Monarch of oblivion, through panic and dismay On the weak and the feeble minded I prey Theocracy, theories The bridges to reality are burning Clarity or lunacy The bridges to reality are burning Ceremonial Ineptitude Rampant eloquent carnage I veraciously spew For I'm a psychopath, a sycophant Bow forever your burning idols Spread your legs and take the beating Beg eternal your hope is fleeting Pathetic mass, steering straight into hell Theocracy, theories The bridges to reality are burning Clarity or lunacy The bridges to reality are burning Kill your decadent savior Obey, for I am truth embodied Kill your idolaters Pray, for I am salvation in lies Kill your decadent savior Obey, for I am truth embodied Kill your idolaters Pray, for I am salvation in disguise A myriad of theories never ending A plot twist so insane it is 'divine' A mere concoction of bullshit For we are inept to see reality And make up our own minds Alternative facts forever bending A plot twist predictable and asinine Swallow your turd, dangling like curds Misery we deserve as we swallow with pride

Submitted by Sexy Gargoyle — Feb 05, 2026

Some might call me a fartiste The master of the brew, my rectal love goo Behind a shitstained curtain, true love never so pungent Mephitic, septic, a true delicatesse Gauging my precious hors-turd Masterfully catered as a shit filled chef d'œuvre Separating shit from fart, my culinary skills are true art Some might call it banal, yet treats for me come from the brown canal Serve the porcelain dominator Serve the eternal turd masticator Another round lodged in the chamber One on deck volcanic in anger Separating shit from fart, treats for me come from the brown canal Serve the porcelain dominator Serve the eternal turdmasticator Grotesque Colour me grotesque, an appetiser in dégoût These shallow halls for me are anything but everlasting A burrito bowl the onset of a plat de résistance so charming These shallow halls for me are anything but everlasting A burrito bowl the onset of a plat de résistance so charming Jalapeño disaster, awaken the master blaster Digestive prolapse, the colon in shambles Horrific and grotesque Heaving with chunks, I'm such a dirty hunk Separating shit from fart, my culinary skills are true art Some might call it banal, yet treats for me come from the brown canal

Submitted by Sexy Gargoyle — Feb 05, 2026

Forever mesmerised by the terror of my creation The horror-scope of this acute desolation Do they merely beckon for oblivion? Prayers muted wither, decadent and disabled Prey eternal, the chosen bear displaced Their lives heaving in disgrace Sycophantic race, without a face Forever perturbed by the abuse and despair A realisation of inept failure Do they merely beckon for extinction? Pray to dying receptors, a perfect paradox I Prediletti: the folly of the gods Tremors, holy wars, the de-creation Staring at the gaping hole that shatters the earth For none can stop this inevitable decimation A certain goal fated by apathy and derision For the chosen have fallen Waltzing to the beat of selfish incoherent needs Kneel for me, the herald of decay This final absolution is all that awaits For none can stop this inevitable decimation A certain goal fated by apathy and derision For the chosen have fallen Waltzing to the beat of selfish needs Peering into the abyss Ungrateful cretans continue to digress Spreading division, hatred and horror Displayed in terror-vision Division, the folly of man There is no absolution Shame, the folly of man There is no retribution For none can stop this inevitable decimation A certain goal fated by apathy and derision For the chosen have fallen Waltzing to the beat of selfish needs For none can stop this inevitable termination A certain goal fated by bigotry and ignorance For the chosen have fallen Waltzing to the beat of selfish needs Prey eternal, oh how the chosen have fallen Prey eternal

Submitted by Sexy Gargoyle — Feb 05, 2026

Trauma sets in Mesmerized by this hell I created Swallowed whole by the darkness that lives within me Architect of my spiritual undoing Lover to misery Oh sweet suffering, silently slithering Remove me from this earth This empty shell that is me A deadly construct, this gnawing mistrust Into the darkness I descend Oh sweet suffering, perfectly crippling A sewer of waste Toxic thoughts ingrained Pestiferous, obnoxious, erroneous Into the darkness I descend A petty deprivation, this constant need for validation Deceitful nature is imposed An apocrypha, immoral Deceitful nature exposed Ever-growing desperation Sinking me to my lowest lows Remove me, violently Total exacerbation The stench of despair Remove me, silently Devious manipulation Constant need for validation Deceitful nature imposed I can no longer perceive who I am in this maze True nature exposed Knife to my throat Is this my way out Mesmerized by this hell I created Swallowed whole by the darkness that lives within me Architect of my spiritual undoing Lover to misery Gloom and despair, the art of tribulation Gloom and despair, seductive damnation Gloom and the lure of death Unworthy of fixing vermin shell Gloom and the lure of death Unworthy of fixing shattered shell Remove me, end me Remove me from hell Remove me, end this From this tremulous fear, the intoxicating deep Remove me, take me from tribulation Remove me, take me from desperation Remove me, end this From this tremulous fear, the intoxicating deep Ever-growing desperation Sinking me to my lowest lows Remove me, violently Total exacerbation The crippling state of depression Remove me, silently

Submitted by Sexy Gargoyle — Nov 07, 2025