Dottore I

As I walk the dark paths in the lands of the forgotten I recognize familiar faces, the ghosts of past who died long ago In the time of the last judgment, our souls were weighted But my soul was no good for heaven or hell nor purgatory! It's a curse of being immortal without any hope for afterlife Living dead is what I've become, only nothingness inside of me I walk in these scorched lands, accompanied by inner demons No light in my last path, only hope for my final judgment day! I don't know where I am Why there is no one in here? Was my soul not good enough My god, why did you leave me here!? The path beyond existence Is the way that I now walk Only sorrow is that haunts me in here The path beyond existence The way I have walked for thousands of years Never ending maze is that surrounds me in here Forever and ever I don't know where I am? Why there is no one in here? Was my soul not good enough? My god, why did you leave me here!? The path beyond existence Is the way that I now walk Only sorrow is that haunts me in here The path beyond existence The way I have walked for thousands of years Never ending maze is that surrounds me in here Forever and ever The path beyond existence Is the way that I now walk Only sorrow is that haunts me in here The path beyond existence The way I have walked for thousands of years Never ending maze is that surrounds me in here Forever and ever and forever more!

Submitted by Nargaroth — Apr 26, 2025

Since the dawn of man, we have brought destruction Raging wars and diseases only to profit some more Human life ain't worth a thing, there are billions of which to spare And more and more of these parasites are born to this world every day Can you see the mushroom cloud rising to the sky? Erasing all the living from our precious fragile world Leaving only death, mutation and deformation Sounds of screaming mothers who lost their only son Misanthropy is what I feel It's time to make the elite kneel No mercy shall be given As for us there were none. Misanthropy is what we need If we want to be freed Our time in here has to end It's time to cleanse this world Now that everything is gone, rebuilding shall begin Mother Nature shall see her glory and revival once again Creating a stronger land, without its parasites For millions of years the peace shall sustain in these sacred lands Misanthropy is what I feel It's time to make the elite kneel No mercy shall be given As for us there were none. Misanthropy is what we need If we want to be freed Our time in here has to end It's time to cleanse this world Misanthropy is what I feel It's time to make the elite kneel No mercy shall be given As for us there were none. Misanthropy is what we need If we want to be freed Our time in here has to end It's time to cleanse this world

Submitted by Corpse Grinder — Apr 26, 2025

In the 14th century in little village lived a widow named Ofelia d'Arc She was a herbalist, looking for a way to save her only child But the locals believe that the lord is the only one who can cure It's unnatural to intervene gods work, it's the devils work! She has never done anything but given her utmost love for her child If she wouldn't have used the medicine, her child would have died But the towns people, they don't understand. It's heresy for them! And therefore she shall face her consequences in the trials They took her to the cathedral Where she will get her last absolution All are gathered to witness this charade As if this was some sort of waited leisure "It's time for you to repent your sins now if you wish to join the heavenly father" "But what about my child?" "You'll meet him again soon enough! Hahahahaha!!" "We are here to sentence you for the witchcraft I am high priest I am the highest law in here You are accused for witchcraft and heresy How do you plead you wretched witch? Therefore I judge you to burn in the stake We shall cleanse her soul with fire and fate She shall be reborn as a child of Jesus BE GONE YOU SATAN FROM THIS CHILD!!" As the fires turns a flame you can hear her screams of pain The towns people, they laugh, they think that this is fun In a sudden, her child runs into the flames to her mother She curses the whole village, death will come to everyone of you A few years later black death came to the village Everyone died in a slow and painful way Nothing was left behind in this godforsaken town There won't be no afterlife for these hypocrites whores

Submitted by MetalElf — Apr 26, 2025

Every single night I feel the desire Every single night it comes back to me Carving of the living flesh of a beautiful girl Little piece of her tight into my mouth Tonight is the night that I have been dreaming for For 32 years I've been waiting, waiting for this day A beautiful girl that spoke to a shy boy She never knew what she signed up for I don't want to kill! The beautiful flesh is all that I need! It's all that I dream! I'm not the monster you think I am! When she arrived I hesitated, I fired a shot It made me panicked so I had to put her down I'm biting into her flesh, feeling the euphoria Now I'm making love with her corpse, shouting "Je t'aime!" I don't want to kill! The beautiful flesh is all that I need! It's all that I dream! I'm not the monster you think I am! I don't want to kill! The beautiful flesh is all that I need! It's all that I dream! I'm not the monster you think I am!

Submitted by The Void — Apr 26, 2025

The night has come again. I fear going to sleep It's been a week by now, haven't slept a single minute This time I can't resist, I'm falling into deep sleep I don't know if this is reality, am I asleep or awake? It's so hard to breath, As if someone is suffocating me There's something in the dark, but I'm too paralyzed to move FIRE! Is all around of me FIRE! Is burning inside of me FEAR! Is taking over me FEAR! Is there no way out of here Amuku Be Amuku Be Amuku Be Amuku Be (Hear them calling...) Here he comes again, he is laughing in my face! I think I'm losing my mind, I'm screaming all that I can But there is no one to hear me, only freaky shadows The shadows are ripping me apart, twisting, turning round and around "Ooooh the pain!! Please stop, no, stop! stooop stooop!" But no one seems to care, they are enjoying my suffering FIRE! Is all around of me FIRE! Is burning inside of me FEAR! Is taking over me FEAR! Is there no way out of here Amuku Be Amuku Be Amuku Be Amuku Be (Hear them calling...)

Submitted by Cyberwaste — Apr 26, 2025

Te occidere. Mors Principium est Ad nos venerunt trans fretum I was a normal man with a steady life We got drunk with my brother and drove around I was behind the wheels but he was The one who got killed I started to hear the voices in my head Telling me to KILL KILL KILL!! First I tried to resist but after a while I couldn't control my self anymore Te occidere. Mors Principium est Ad nos venerunt trans fretum Voices in my head insisted me more and more Nothing seemed to be enough for them anymore Now they want to take out my family I begged the voices "Not them!" As the voices got louder in my head I started to lose my memory Woke up often with blood on my hands The blood of my family! "Slice her throat, let her blood flow until she's totally pale Poison your children, let them suffer!" WHAT HAVE I DONE? The voices in my head are laughing in my face, as if this was just a game for them! Unfamiliar voices, telling me to kill myself now! I grab a gun from my drawer, reload it and put it on my forehead "Goodbye my wrecked life, here I come to afterlife!" As I woke up I saw my lifeless body on the floor covered with blood I felt peace for the first time in years, no more violent voices or killing I am surrounded by sad and lonely souls, I recognize some of those voices They just wanted me to join them in afterlife My family is in here too, my children My lovely wife and my brother that died all those years ago He welcomes me "welcome home, brother" But suddenly they start to fade! I can't see them anymore! I sense them around me, I can hear their faded Voices They are sad and frustrated again The only time we can see each other in this godforsaken realm Is when a new soul arrives to afterlife That's when the gates fade between the realms of the living and the dead As years goes by, I start to lose my mind The frustration and rage takes over me I must find a new broken mind I must become the voice that tells to KILL KILL KILL!

As I walk down the street, I see nice looking piece of meat Juicy tender booty beef, shake those lovely cheeks for me Jiggly wiggly jumping bouncing, that chest is arousing Who wouldn't love some big knockers on their plate? Slicing, grinding lovely meats, the way the auctioneers need One persons meat ain't enough to fill their lustful greed Getting ready for another hunt, tonight I will not slumber How jolly this live is for me! Slicing Breaking Hammering Grinding There's whore on the street, she might have diseased meat On the valley I see the hobo, eating him will make you loco There's one who's been forgotten, but his meat seems way too rotten Someone is always on bender, meat is already tender It's time to prepare the goods, the auction is about to beginning All the twisted and lost souls are gathered here tonight They can't wait to get their share of the merchandise!!!! Slicing Breaking Hammering Grinding It's a normal Butchers day No one knows his meats name It's a normal Butchers day Freshly served every Monday "Allright folks, gather around, gather around. We have fine pieces of meat today. Our first object are buttocks. Ooooh, this one is a juicy one. Do I hear first bid? 200 ponds? Any more ? Going once, twise, sold. Our new object are thighs of a pretty lady... These ones are very fresh, came in just today morning. Who is going to give the first bit? YOU SIR?! Did I hear hundred? You there! Going once....twice... SOLD to a asian man for 100 pounds for each thigh!" It's a normal Butchers day No one knows his meats name It's a normal Butchers day Freshly served every Monday

Submitted by johnmansley — Apr 26, 2025

Have you ever heard of a legend of the old slaughterhouse? This story is so gruesome, fainted hearted is advised to turn around The story is about the young couple who tempted their fate By going to this infamous death hole of which none ever returned to tell the tale When the full moon is up, they enter to the house of horrors Knowing that the border between the living and the dead is faint The house is old and molted, but there is a light inside Is someone already there? Why did they go inside that place And then the lights went out There's something in the dark, we cannot see it but we can hear it Is it just a filthy rat, or is it something more? They stumble into something, "What is that awful smell?" They lit a lighter, it's a pile of rotting corpses! "It's time to go, we should have Never come here!" They turn around but the door behind them is shut They try to run but there seems no other way out The lights in the rooms start to flicker There is something really evil in this place Then the butcher appears out of nowhere He forced the meat hook from under Adams chin He lifted him up like a slaughtered pig Left him to choke to death by his own blood As Natalie tries to flee she stumbles and hits her head on to bookshelf Bleeding on the floor, she is loosing her consciousness Natalie is in the room filled with mannequins made out of human flesh It's like they are all staring at her "What is this place, where am I? What the hell is going on!" "Welcome to my humble house, I've been waiting you for quite a some time! Let me introduce my self, I am Wilhelm Von Gruten I will carve your pretty face and place it on the mannequins instead You shall be reborn again as my final masterpiece" "Please let me go! I promise not to come here anymore I just want to live, have mercy on me, please!" She is restrained in to this old wooden chair Deep inside she knows that that this is the end for her "Hahhaha, let you go? My work ain't done and my collection is yet to be finished! I'll need those cute cheeks on my mannequin!" He took a rusted knife and started to slowly carve her face off She screamed with pain until she lost her consciousness again She woke up and saw her faceless carcass in the chair She could only move her eyes but her body was paralyzed She saw two more mannequins, the other one had Adams eyes! When the full moon fades away and night turns to day The house returns as it was and the butcher vanishes until the next full moon The horror and slaughter of the innocent shall begin once again Adam and Natalie stood there for the rest of their lifes as mannequins Living dead, seeing everything without being able to move In the old slaughter house!

Submitted by Immortal — Apr 26, 2025