Caustic Music for the Spiritually Bankrupt

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This is a song A song you can swing to When the essence of life is but lost There’s nothing to cling to This is a song A song you can swing to When the end of your tether’s been reached When hope has abandoned you This is a song A song you can swing to When suicides the only way out Of this pain that confounds you This is a song A song you can swing to Your feet thrashing inches from the floor Is sure to absolve even you

Submitted by Dahmers Fridge — Apr 23, 2025

No joy will be found in the songs of praise they sing To the heavens they’ll channel their odes of worship While only stormclouds manifest The seas shall course with a fury beyond compare Their crops will fail, flocks will perish Faith paves the road to despair Their hearts will be as stone Barren as their impregnable fields The blood was the life Now all they know is dust and bone Upon the lamb of god they suckle no more Every seed they sow shall spore into tragedy Every stone upturned will be devoid of god When two or more gathered in his name No divinity will still the waters of their anxious hearts Their hearts will be as stone Barren as their impregnable fields The blood was the life Now all they know is dust and bone Upon the lamb of god they suckle no more Their hands have created temples in his name They elevate themselves to the status of he who is without sin They fumble to dislodge the splinter from their neighbors’ eye Never content with the terms their book of law dictates Nietzsche Adaptation: Only we Spirits who have found ourselves to be free Enlightened and liberated we understand That which those before us couldn’t We surge with integrity Our hearts pump instinct and passion We stand defiant in the face of the lie That holy lie

Submitted by Immortal — Apr 23, 2025

Let us raise the glass To this sodden mass The procession through the streets The condemned paraded through the town Shackled hands and feet When the sentenced passed And the taste of death In every gaping mouth If the hangman don't act fast The mob will help him out So hail hail to the hangman A lesser man than we And if he fucked it up We'll string him up Or see him stoned at least Yes hail hail to the hangman The precarious way of life The greater right is another night And condemned he won't be Won't be he

Submitted by Iron_Wraith — Feb 06, 2026

Sentenced, condemned to a death And maybe one I truly deserve The outcome, that hammer came down My peers did not wait Felt no need to deliberate long Now I'm sitting here on death row There are no more appeals to be made I'm counting the days till I pass Till I march on to eternity A preacher is brought before me For a confession to secure a gateway This is no time to surrender No time to taste defeat Get him the fuck away from my door He won't hear my plea He won't onsell his tales of salvation Not today The warden appeared and he unlocked my cell Avoiding a stare I'm sure he knows all to well And that spirit of death That haunts this here row Says there are but 107 steps Till I go Days now, after some consideration The warden says the legend is true One's countdown to the gallows pole Right to the step Reign I forever, fuck you all No lament, no regret The warden appeared and he unlocked my cell Avoiding a stare I'm sure he knows all to well And that spirit of death That haunts this here row Says there are but 107 steps Till I go Now before my accusers I stand One last chance to absolve the sins of these hands Offered no final words But the snap of my neck as I plunged deep into...

Submitted by BloodShrine — Apr 23, 2025

No more, no more No more intellectually void Enough ill conceived faux-losophy Clandestine to the herd Yet so clear to those who see it Details obscured to protect the secret And should there be questions Dismiss them right out of hand Egalitarianism - be damned Sworn allegiance to futility Laws concieved in artless rites Detractors be damned esoteria now in command When you grind it all down When you grind it all down, it's nothing but pulp An abject byproduct For I have denied The flesh and blood of Jesus Christ I ride as a knight in secular service For I have the nouse And I possess that wisdom The shining delta that knows all things In the land of the blind The one eyed man shall rule If you look hard enough you'll see this parallel For someday one may rise One to turn this world on it's head It'll take more than perversion of dogma and virtue To be the catalyst

Submitted by Cyberwaste — Apr 23, 2025

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The blackening waves of fear within me rise I opted for suicide Said farewell now to my dreams And what I thought this life should be Pinning a note to my chest I thought it best for all to see I clutch it now, thinking Was that the sum of what I had to say? Ah what the hell, they're sure to sanitize it anyway The wooden beam seemed the right idea, initially I'll bet that fixture could have set me free For it's at this point I must concede that my current mode of action Is what you may call ill-conceived At best Despite my decade long engagement To opt for this mortal coil Or eternal rest I'm doomed at best The blackening waves of fear within me rise It could have been a rope, a belt A tie a cable, a cord a sheet Or whatever is available To deliver relief But the rope really spoke to you The floor just inches from my feet That chair I stepped off just out of reach A fine time this is indeed To decide this may not actually be The right thing for me

Submitted by MetalElf — Apr 23, 2025

Freewill is just a manifestation A flowering spore in the imagination Every action oh so pre determined Squandered the notion of right or wrong option Everything grey, good and evil illusion Mechanisms to rationalize what unfolds The notion that everything happens for a reason Is to a point in fact the truth Though not in the way you've come to believe Human arrogance it clouds ones means For are we not the most evolved species You liked the script, have the credentials to direct Time and purpose, reason for being Though the plot remains that elusive scene The blueprints of existence way out of reach A scenario so bleak Hey hey hey hey The etchings of destiny foretold Without means, without understanding Embossed in a tome, fortified, livid in steel Stranded and blind they fumble without direction A perspective on reality to which few could ever evolve their position is dim, as are their prospects A consequence to grave, a scene oh so surreal No one considers this de evolution The role we play in the final solution Acquiescence to the truth that the war's already lost A spiritual catastrophe will result When the meandering variables of faith are lost When the truth dawns down upon those without the means to evolve They've no means to evolve The notion that everything happens for a reason Is to an extent indeed correct though the path least traveled on is obscured Obsidian, disguised

Submitted by Cyberwaste — Apr 23, 2025

There was a note Though it really only furthered confusion It would have been clear to anyone who found this boy, our son That this ill conceived offensive was no suicide His intention was not to kill himself Affronting the laws of auto erotic asphyxia, nothing else His neck was bruised and kinda scratched up It was clear that he had struggled It was evident he knew it had gone too far A thought not actualized soon enough His intention was not to kill himself See right here it says Forgive me if you find me - dead! This note is supposed to comfort us? A grisly way to transcend into death Gagging, gasping, struggling for breath A dislocated scene; blood vomit drool and cum An image you won't eviscerate from your thoughts So what do we do, who do we call? What'll they say, do we really want anyone to see him this way? Surely someone engaged in acts this bizarre must give something away Look at his face, all disfigured and blue They say life is what you make it Well our boy made his a fucking mess How often I wonder, would he flirt with death? How often would he reach out to caress the reaper's hand

Submitted by Iron_Wraith — Apr 23, 2025

Some rule Some acquiesce Some manage to stay afloat To lead is to beat the drum In a way that others follow When stripped back, exposed The worth of his command Declared inadequate, authority overthrown The inevitable mutiny As the final grains of southbound sand Signal another's fall A mutinous song is sung It captivates them all They dance the jig of betrayal Know its flag has already flown Down it comes Over he goes A new seed has bloomed The inevitable mutiny Not all crusades end in victory And sometimes the spoils are merely remaining at the helm Past glories quickly forgotten Past modes of combat quickly deemed ineffective And while murmurs of betrayal Often muttered before the dawn The usurper's momentum already steeled for any deflection A heart that bears resolve so great And iron fist but no velvet glove

In seven short strikes of the clock We'll draw breath no more We've come to a point, to a place All our campaigns fought The end of forever, from this plateau I leap These final nails are true and driven deep They're driven deep From the plateau I've stepped With liberation in sight I find myself beyond Constrictive forces controlling us This place is almost deserted We'll be the last to leave And when all is said and done, well I guess we got what we came here for so Onwards we march Beyond horizons known Into the eye of hell knows what To craft a new weaponry They'll say it's murder, a slaughter, void of rationale and order An assisted suicide, either way it's gotta die Displaces the essence, the purpose and the root of our existence Weaved its way back to the soil This mercy killing is The only path to take It's not open to debate We forged the fires true Discarded now across the fields Abandoned for you, to sift on through Make use of what you will This throat's been cut There's no more blood to spill Onwards we march Through fields unexplored A new agenda in our hearts A new offensive to forge

Submitted by BloodShrine — Apr 23, 2025

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