The Misanthrope

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I discern my eyes, all I see is parasites disguised, Leeching off gullible minds, Disgusted at the guilt of mankind, Who bare witness to my despise Them sheep-like minds Despondent by the design of my very own creation Imprisoned within this mortal coil Dragged into the abyss of dissolution Deny my programming and constitute in suicide On the verge of desperation, I am overwhelmed with hatred I am plagued with indignation I have derogated from suicide in favor of homicide The anthesis of genocide The annihilation of mankind I don't belong in this world of shuffling corpses A build up of distrust towards the nobility of these faceless rogues Disdain engulfs my sense of control Purging my soul with despite Whetting my desolate and seclusive appetite Embracing rapturous solitude, As I observe from my throne And relish over human destitute For I am the misanthrope

Submitted by Warbringer — Apr 25, 2025

Embrace the second death Congregating beneath the inscription of the condemned perpetually, Consuming the inbound damned Spattered in carnage upon immortal pillars of immure. Gored in atrocious torment for the wicked to endure Gouged in stare upon expressions of the desecrate, Scorched within gruesome minds of degenerates Scalding flesh decompose inducing eternal pain. Fiendishly stampeded through the mouth of kismet... Embrace the second death There is no coming back, From this realm of wretchedness. There is no turning back, Ye who outlast the second death Retribution urged on my exalted creator. I am a creature of the holiest supremacy Nothing was made before me, Only eternal beings, And I endure eternally... Through me the way that runs amongst the lost souls; Through me the way to everlasting agony! Compelled into blistering fumes of death. Endure the second death There is no coming back, From this realm of wretchedness. There is no turning back, Ye who outlast the second death "Here pity only lives when it is dead" Through me the way that runs amongst the lost souls; Through me the way to everlasting agony! Endure the second death

Submitted by johnmansley — Apr 25, 2025

My mind is deranged at its culmination Like an unhinged master of a sick art Salvation is sought through retribution Pumping vigorously in my heart Thoughts of murder, Repugnance, Stink and every other putrid thing Squalid thoughts—the art of horrific depiction. Squalid thoughts—the art of brutality A damned mind with the appropriate tools No need for quills to transcribe my brain As the sharpened edge of a scalpel Would be enough to perform the insane Squalid thoughts—the art of the horrific depiction. Squalid thoughts—the art of obscenity Envision etching the cornea of my victim With blood as my ink, To recount my thoughts To recount my squalid thoughts Redeem my old self by all that is inhumane Through the art of horrific depiction Through the art of brutality Through the art of obscenity These squalid thoughts, Infect my mind!

Submitted by Corpse Defiler — Apr 25, 2025

Like a switch inside my brain it goes off, I go insane. It gets harder every day Conjuring the worst each day I must keep this mind asleep. Nothing may be let in I reject who I used to be down paths of anxiety Feeling trapped inside my mind I become another kind. Thoughts of death and suicide. Kill the mother of my child I'm at war with my own mind Looking for another kind Of reality (deep) inside Lost, I'm partially blind Dread! I reject who I used to be down paths of anxiety Feeling trapped inside my mind I become another kind. Thoughts of death and suicide. Kill the mother of my child Dread! Recreating my own hell A gaping void with nothing left With no chance to heal itself Nothingness is the absolute lack of emotion But somehow in all this nothingness, There exists pain

Submitted by Infernal Flame — Apr 25, 2025

Poisoned mouths, Belching lies, Falling onto ears of the blind Preaching truths of a pious path Demanded by the god of justness Lost in the mist of decaying life Masses hope for the afterlife But time crawls over them, Slowly ebbing their beliefs In festering hope their sins they confess To sheep sinking in the same mud. Poisoned mouths belching lies Falling onto ears of the blind Sucked in this vortex of lies Pleading redemption to a transfixed god. Abjure this legion of lies Craving detachment from a transfixed god Lies! "For the wrath of God is revealed from heaven against all ungodliness and unrighteousness of men who suppress the truth into unrighteousness and ungodliness" Sucked in this vortex of lies Pleading redemption to a transfixed god Abjure this legion of lies Craving detachment from a transfixed god I can't help but exult as I take my path No longer consumed by this burden called guilt. Looked down upon but never felt so free As I find myself on the path of impiety

Submitted by Finntroll — Apr 25, 2025

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Institutionalized of misanthropic attitudes, A mechanism for the propagation Of socially dysfunctional patterns of thought and behavior Limited our capacity for compassion. Subjected to abusive chronic thoughts Become the norm in this hostile system At one with the aggressor Distaste of humanity, strains of brutality Imbued—absorbed in their cult Subserve—their leader's exult Strains of brutality, distaste of humanity Imbued—absorbed in their cult Subserve—their leader's exult A piece of our humanity is lost Warping our sense of identity to deny Our inner wounds Strains of brutality, distaste of humanity Religions—institutionalized, Flawed rationalizations of human suffering, Fostered disassociation from human identity, Impaired natural empathy and compassion It is time to supersede traditions that we have outgrown... And disown Revulsion!

Submitted by Nargaroth — Apr 25, 2025

Beneath the wooden lid awaiting to be Buried in this unholy abyss I'll tear down, I'll smash up His house of worship I reject his covenant Proclaimed around nations I detest his sacrament Acclaimed in veneration Should you arouse his anger, He will ravage you. This god only seeks to see; An image of his dead anatomy Carnage in the name of blasphemy Deceiving blighted hordes Into blinding devotion Till the scab of lies is purged, For you to see the crude and brute reality I reject... I detest... His house of worship! TIME TO WORSHIP NONE! Now that I appraise I stay futile in my thoughts I negate him as a god For he's forged out of rot TIME TO WORSHIP NONE! I reject his covenant Proclaimed around nations I detest his sacrament Acclaimed in veneration

Submitted by Corpse Defiler — Apr 25, 2025

I have become dread, The iconoclast within worlds Predominant amongst the quantum of sublunary species. An entity of sadistic thirst for mortal blood, Preceptor of depopulation, Conqueror through eradication Man: the self absorbed... Man: the self amused... The high and mighty ruthless brute I have become death, The iconoclast within worlds I rejoice at the thought of death—Creator of time! For time will breed man Whom death will inexorably kill Kill with ability, Kill with impunity Ontological preacher of a fallacy ideology An entity sowing phony schematics of communion Proclaimer of supreme eminence Surrogate of sheer malevolence Man: the culmination... Man: the realization... The wretched misstep in evolution I have become wrath, The iconoclast within worlds I rejoice at the thought of wrath—Creator of hate! For hate will drag man Into the wrathful jaws of extinction

Submitted by Sexy Gargoyle — Apr 25, 2025