Mental Funeral

From the brown infested clouds Painful death is unleashed Toxic rain upon your skin Now you are diseased Pus filled wounds begin to form Inflamed bloated mess Internal organs sizzle and corrode Contaminated blood flows with death The features are slowly rotting Off your deformed face Now you are just A twisted mass of burnt decay Retching violently Heaving chunks of burnt toxic decay Hair falls out Bowels expel their rotten stinking waste Body and mind are dubbed a fate So horrendous and sick The safety of the womb is gone Bloody pus oozes from your dick Unformed offspring Meet the poisoned air Ejected fetuses litter the street Men and women cry For themselves and their young A twisted monument Of mans defeat

Submitted by Cyberwaste — Apr 23, 2025

Lost in the white Nothing in sight Stumbling thru the snow and ice Blinded by forces you can't control Just to stay alive your only goal Caught within the grip of winter Hyperboric nightmare reigns A arctic hysteria sets in Body goes numb as your brain Legs go numb Panic strikes So you then light a fire Put your legs in the flames Hoping for a rush of pain Flesh burns right to the core Spits blood from every pore Smell your skin peel away For your life a small price to pay Running in searing pain Rational thoughts Are quickly slain Take in your last cold breath As you fall to your backsnapping deat

Submitted by Cyberwaste — Apr 23, 2025

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Torn from the womb Dying in this tomb Torn... Bred just to die We are torn from the womb Slowly to decay Till we meet our doom Everything is bleak Shroud of black hangs over Preparing to enter our graves

Submitted by Celtic Frost — Apr 23, 2025

Darkened day Torturous ways Live only to die Slaughterday Cast into flames Stoned to death Law of the lords Uncontrollable hoard Headless bodies on the ground War machine leaves no life behind Blood soaks deep into the earth Sadistic race Rip out your heart Strung up Cannibals eat your flesh Cooked Survival of the fittest Peel your flesh from the bone Souless body left alone

Submitted by Warbringer — Apr 23, 2025

Dead Stiff and cold In your box To decay Dead

Submitted by Celtic Frost — Apr 23, 2025

It's love of the dead Arising from her sleep To the sweet smell of decay Lying in a coffin Dead flesh she craves There's kissing, of course, caressing, blood drinking, the smell, the attraction Morbid lust must be satisfied In the shadows she must hide Entering the sacred tomb To fuck those who have died When you lie on some bodies, blood comes out of their mouth, and the weight of my body pushes it out. That's called purging Kissing the flesh So dead and cold Purging blood To drink and be whole Strength from the dead To feed the soul I definitely enjoy swallowing blood. It's very arousing making love with a body and drinking some of the blood Robbing the grave There's a difference between fucking and making love. Maybe some people fuck dead bodies. I make love to them Screaming in agony Coming on the corpse Takes it home in the hearse So she can get some more

Submitted by SerpentEve — Apr 23, 2025

Repulsive parasites feeding on your mind Shrieking demons Within your skull they fly See the colors so bright and brilliant The hunger starts It's brain matter you want Voices so twisted command you Don't try to resist it Give in to the belief That bliss is within reach So destroy the wicked in your eyes And feast Fuel the creatures in your head (The answer is in the slaughtered dead) State of mind unbalancing Distorted sick reality Must achieve immortality It's god again He speaks About the tasks you must complete Tripping hard Your brain is shorted out You must believe Cranial chaos Blurs of violence Keep the cravings fed Are they coming in or out This hole inside your head

Submitted by Iron_Wraith — Apr 23, 2025

Knee deep in sewage Maggots burrowing thru my face Blinded by disease Waiting for my living death to end Slicing teeth Infectious chewing at my skin My blood is clotted with pus The maddening shrill cries Of rabid vermin never stop I pick away At my mouldering flesh Insanity has left my mind A tortured mess Face chewed to bits On my body they feast Swimming in the rancid sewage Spreading their disease

Submitted by NecroGod — Apr 23, 2025

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Preachers and their followers Crusading for the light My stomach twists and tightens up The feeling is so vile They're trying to brainwash me But I am not a fool Each one shall taste my defecation As dark becomes the rule Kill screams my mind They die by knife and strangulation Lead pipe to the head They squeal like pigs Until I shit upon their severed head They squeal like pigs Until I shit upon their severed head To eternally serve the dark and impure I breathe each hateful breath To see their minds and morals destroyed I shall follow death Snuff out the life Of those who force their ways upon me On their limp carcasses I leave a token of my disgust

Submitted by SerpentEve — Apr 23, 2025

Can you hear the funeral bell Ringing in your mind What will they find In your blackened brain Lobotomized, tranquilized Falling, crawling Casket calling Slip into the abyss.......

Submitted by Sexy Gargoyle — Apr 23, 2025