Theory:0

Spectres fathering listless wimps Holding the rusty keys of future Withdrawn into their faith Sullied is their honour Undividuals feeding the smug mongrel kind I shall not share this pride Contemptible decline Exuding death from every pore Theory 0 is now effective, banner of non-future, organ of the implacable truth... May they remain blind Compassion : undone Tolerance : undone Love : undone Hope : dead Where their end starts, my will rises Despising the proud bastard race Comatose patient of an impalpable decay

Submitted by Dahmers Fridge — Apr 22, 2025

As my final call Sounds the charge ...to war I hate the universe and everything inside I detest all I see, nothing pleases my mind Execute them all It''s my final war I hate the sight of you, fashion fake Joke I detest every man who cannot stand Alone Execute them all It''s my final war As my final call Sounds the charge ...to war I hate the tales you tell, I don''t Believe a word I detest the stuf you sell, I''ll hunt You around the world Execute them all It''s my final war When my days are numbered you''ll hear My final call I''ll take their lives away, I''ll execute Them all Execute them all It''s my final war Execute them all It''s my final war

Submitted by Immortal — Nov 07, 2025

Ulvens Billeder hafver eengang Til Hex & Diefvels Stolthed tienet - Om Gudstroe vidnet, mørck men mæcktig - Ja med Grenser viide som dend Verden dend là øde Satan skabede det som for deris Bilk Blifver ofverjordisk - Han er slik, Een Mand i Ulveham Self Vinden er een Tiener i hans Haand Oc Eevigheden - hans gaadefulde Aand Paa ham een Stoorhed som een Krone Pan fordum bar Han hungrer giennem Eevighed - Sinnker om han grim & sort Een Tragoedie kund for dend som veed Han tager sig frem baade Nat & Dag I et eevig, dødstrett Jag .........Oc dend stoore, tridste Eensomhed Vild øfve giengiærd for dend tabte Kiaerlighed - I Had! ---------------------- Translation in english ---------------------- The images of Wolf once served The Pride of Witch and Devil - Witnessed a dark, yet mightie Faith - With boundaries wide as the world it layd waste Satan did create What to their eyne Celestial is - And so he is A man in Wolfskin clad To his hands, e'en the Wind is Servant And Eternitie - his enigmatick Spirit Around him a Majestie like Pan his Crowne of olde He hungers through Eternitie - Immersed in a Tragedie dark and colde Knowne onlie to the Initiated Through Day and Night he moves In an eternall, wearie chase ...And this Solitude so greate and sad Will Vengeance seek for Love long lost Through Hatred!

Submitted by Corpse Defiler — Nov 07, 2025

Untertanen von mutter moral - Toleranz schwindet dahin Die letzten hoffnungen für unser überleben tragend unterschwelliger terror die essenz der veränderung - Grausam erstarkend bis der wahnsinn köprer und seele beherrscht ACHTUNG! der geruch des todes wird intensiver ACHTUNG! eine neue ordnung kommt im namen des schmerzes

Submitted by VladTheImpaler666 — Apr 22, 2025