Eryx

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Prepare for war The seas spat terror to our midst Whom we must defy For the sake our lands And that which we perceive righteous Our homes are taken by robbery The spared induced to flames Forced to take on the assailants And that which we perceive sacrilegious Our streets are swarming of foe Contagious and foul The fiends have been offered The liberating fire of the Dragunov Until their hopes are broken And their worthless lives removed These spirits linger Until the wretched whimper Seek no shelter from our homes Seek no home from this land We return fire Until the wretched whimper They came in many Like pestilence To contaminate our gardens To feed on our orchards But to be hopelessly slain Like the vermin they are

Submitted by Pestilence — Apr 26, 2025

The dread seems eternal Each dawn mirroring A paradise for castrated sheep As if born again Mind seeks to consciousness Each and every day Like a sick little phoenix Shrouded in darkness Tailored from the shreds of its wings Tears fail to smother flames Of phoenix caged in flesh Buried alive to this wretched body Banal days drag onward A mere withering rose Reminding of life about to end A flesh bound phoenix dragging crippled wings Travel sightless west of Gehenna The cycle runs endlessly

The bare white bones peeled From flesh tainted pale Bodies of murdered children Whose prayers echoed unheard Whose bodies gave in Under the weight of stone Abused beyond tolerance Carved hollow of pride and life Their bodies, hidden in the marshes Left for scavengers to nurture The life-breathing fluids Absorbed to the fertile land Remnants of life long-lost In which parasites now nestle None but the mare itself mourns By their unnamed, dank tombs Insects toil restless Working on tender flesh The scale-fooling murders That only the trees witnessed No tears accompany the victims rest Soil as their skin They lay rotted beneath these meadows Forever morose These woodlands hide many secrets Destinies uncharted by the living No one grieves for unborn The blind indulge in ignorance No one bears the guilt Here they lay adormant Their putrid hands reaching for heaven No one grieves for unborn The blind indulge in ignorance No one bears the guilt

Submitted by Immortal — Apr 26, 2025

I am salvation, bearer of light I am destruction, the final word Temporary state of existence A hell rotating backwards Burning long before damnation Repeating the errors "I am a messenger of Eosphorus" Only the destination matters The journey is irrelevant Mere guidance towards solace Correcting the errors Mutilated bodies hung to rest Liberated from the constant seeking of purpose In killing is deliverance Only death ends the suffering In killing is deliverance Only death gives the salvation You will always rely on me Swearing in the name of cruelty Forgetting your name Burying your beliefs

Submitted by Lake of Tears — Apr 26, 2025

A piece of ethereal Eden Injected into body Projecting false images Of wings no longer vital Flesh grows fractured But the mind seeks more Onward to portals That lead beyond meaning Synthetic Eden Synthetic Demons A veil of confusion Ensnared in burning flesh Acquire a taste for manmade paradise Snow of the drifters Escort the grey mourners Who journey across the haze Drenched in liquid obedience

Submitted by Dahmers Fridge — Apr 26, 2025

Hidden beneath a thousand snakes Lies an imitated truth Bio-mechanical messiah Man-made god It is awake again, the brutality The same aimless echo of pain Creating a distortion Destroying all hope Sacrificed truth Nothing compared to the gain The Origin Too shortsighted to be forgiven Too ignorant to be understood The Origin Bio-mechanical messiah Man-made god I want to watch you suffer I want to watch you fall

Submitted by Corpse Grinder — Apr 26, 2025

Admidst whispering spirits Chaotic madness conspires Seeping into light Poisoning the Seraphs Archangels lie torn now Carpenters have ceased to rebuild Hopelorn infant weeps In a rain of bloodied feathers Haunted Imparted of greater sadness I find myself howling at the wind Forsaking that little left of light Across vast gravelands Past the burning metropolis Upon the plains of consciousness Murdering elegies resound Grant me the strength To have these voices bemuted Death to bring me silence End of the whispering

Submitted by Corpse Grinder — Apr 26, 2025

Welcome home To the set tables of famine Here, where all but fear fails The suffering is perpetual A path paved in carrions An endless southward spiral Here, where little hope resides The shadows have no mercy The god forsaken space An abode of torment Here, the laws are that of anarchy In the presence of no greater beast The saddened are sentenced here To serve forgotten kings The travellers burn their feet Upon the sands of Hinnom As the sleep-devouring snakes trail their wake Within the boundless valley of lamentation Welcome home To the set tables of famine Here, where all but fear fails The suffering is perpetual Here, where the remaining debris of hope reside in Death

Submitted by Grave666 — Apr 26, 2025

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