A Grimmer Kingdom of Doom

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The day where an error was born upon the Earth Until the human power transpierces his heart This surrounding plague which haunts us, nights by nights. Can it be the death that raped that bastard-god light? Militia Pestis—they say that I am insane, but they are wrong. Militia Pestis—those whores will pay of their own blood If you cannot speak more extremely than death If you do not want to survive lonely exploitation If you do not feel the fear of killing the human health If you have as only wishes to see the extermination Militia… Militia… Militia Pestis—they say that I am insane, but they are wrong. Militia Pestis—those whores will pay of their own blood Only one pill the hearts burst, the rats died The abrasions, the rain is brought under a volcano of hope, Which moment where each one dreams to finally kill the pope Second chance to bash the descendants slaves hands-tied Looking for the dark cassocks, those keeping bedsides slings Always truly received God false, monastic smashing Thy bleed-slaughters on rock keeps intensely head molesting Inflate the limbs by gorgeous infested chirpy path walking Militia… Militia… Militia Pestis—they say that I am insane, but they are wrong. Militia Pestis—those whores will pay of their own blood Life is on the black, credible ones cease believing in it To curse Christians who in blowjob exchanges generate hell Let's send them to be fucked, execrated and gutted slit I want to see the red, before night either felt.

Submitted by Grave666 — Apr 18, 2026

Twelve liars sitting at the weak impotent's table Genocide of truth, brutality of choking silence Blood crowned with the petrified body of late disciple Laugh seizes me, treachery invades by pure pestilence Die! Angels Of Light—those who carry the Evil lies Die! Angels of Grace—your pastoral poetry is now menaced Die! Angels Of Charity—raping your corpse in obscurity Die! Angels of Desire—new sons of God are blazed by fire A last meal of distortioned hate contradictions Fucking dicks they tried to build me... to build me a path Across the lines in the scariest churches corruptions Pastor misanthropically transforming to blood-bath But thorny devastations come forth with pure wrath Yeah! They made well at the time of the crucifixion The arrival of Supreme Being aimed thy legions Sky breaks down the evolution unto damnation Die! Angels Of Light—those who carry the Evil lies Die! Angels of Grace—your pastoral poetry is now menace Die! Angels Of Charity—raping your corpse in obscurity Die! Angels of Desire—new sons of God are blazed by fire Dark beast that takes thee where invisible chaos reigns The aggressor has murdered the alarming wicked holiness Then, the delivery is it only the unholy blackness signs? Isn't it the proof that God is leaving his slaves brave less? Die! Angels Of Light—those who carry the Evil lies Die! Angels of Grace—your pastoral poetry is now menace Die! Angels Of Charity—raping your corpse in obscurity Die! Angels of Desire—new sons of God are blazed by fire Bicornus comes forth to slay the silent sluts!

Submitted by NecroLord — Apr 18, 2026

Choices are rare done—on putrid life my blood boils Knives sharpened—my flesh sweats—and words are cold Crushing black—organs die—and void eyelids Plague—the fear haunts us And we’re fucking alone in this world Finally, a sweet deliverance is offered to you As freedom gates, in this nimble night Nicely, as the blade is cherishing me Hey! The first cut will be the toughest As my tight skin gets easy to slit As my dose is getting harder to feed As my blood runs aside on my wrists Death's carrying me to my last agony Plague—the shame drags us And as the true whore filled with hope It notches from the inside, leaving only piss Vile memory as hangman to rope Amazed, thinking that a world exists Hey! The first cut will be the toughest No pain can brings me higher than those With their scalpels move away the morose And by the pores of their tissues viscoses Can departure being as soft as stirred a virgin? Choices are rare done—on putrid life my blood boils Knives sharpened—my flesh sweats—and words are cold Crushing black—organs die—and void eyelids Suicide—the plague helped us 'Cause we were fucking alone in this world! -

Submitted by johnmansley — Apr 18, 2026

Dominant steel fists abuse my black cognitive In a swirl of abhorrence and mourning I screech I scream the name of this noisy reinforcement which approaches Reducing us to human smashed lintus under Ostketten Envenomed angels victims, shaped in darkened lambency Prepared rammers, they smell the faith of unhated conception Fingers! One by one bashed in white minus junks Men beside me blamed like weak organic structures You violated rags! Forthcoming gears, beast made of steel and iron Thundering panzers, war-metal march Storming machine-guns, growing Euthanasia Aggressive cries of death, which bring me slowly dead Those which love and believe in the eternal light The present moment you realize that you are Just a wound in the life of those wished your execution. Reconsider with all that you did not create That no God will ever help you! Except to destroy you, still more than you already are... Stripped plasters we are The plague haunts us Gangrene intense Cold amputation We die slowly We die stronger[2x] Death plague execrates our mind! Dead as a putrefaction old scent inside I vomit my remembrances of true lifetime Human blood I taste, human bodies everywhere My infant, your daughter, raped virginity They will possess your dreams and lives A chapter, your imageries of true saviours Closer they ride, closer to die Abominations that kill and fuck you rags! The beast you never see and never fed That takes you back, your tortured hearse! Forthcoming gears, beast made of steel and iron. Thundering panzers, unhearted war-metal march Storming machine-guns, growing cruel euthanasia Aggressing cries of death, which bring me slowly dead Reducing us to human smashed lintus under Ostketten Envenomed angels victims, shaped in darkened lambency Prepared rammers, they smell the faith of unhated conception Fingers! One by one bashed in white minus junks You violated rags! Rags!

Submitted by NecroGod — Apr 18, 2026

Gleams that are truth, can’t rot on my soul As the dirtiness which poisons us that day But when the pain embellishes our blackness holes Doesn't stop sadness to continues on each dawns Feebleness in mind, I'm searching voracious Something wild to breath, an early eager to taste As the girded wolf can cripple his selected prey Spreading the anguish and grief on dejected mar Stabbing you in the Night... Strangulation Stabbing you in the Night... Your Crucifixion[2x] Stabbing you in the Night... Splashing your blood Stabbing you in the Night... Grimmer it shall be! For the melted philanthropy annihilated memoirs Expending the impious seeds on the unearthly glees Shining rascals involving to righteous exalt collapse Of anger, my wrath is warped...Grimmer than murder! Stabbing you in the Night... Strangulation Stabbing you in the Night... Your Crucifixion Stabbing you in the Night... Splashing your blood Stabbing you in the Night... Grimmer it shall be! For the destruction of the Earth, I sacrifice my lusts My pain is less than world's worsen treacheries I cut the nerves of essenceless sorrow, in doubt! The fear, the power, the sickness of wrath impiousness

Submitted by Pestilence — Apr 18, 2026

You are the Bastard who fucked off your Life All on the Trust, we hope you die twice Nailed and whipped, than your Silence is Light We don't need your Sign, die forth in Twilight Die In Silence—Splatter! Die In Silence—Rotter! Die In Silence—Sucker! Die In Silence—Fucker! You—disposable corpse and useless Human Your Presence here wasn't desired Saint On the Wall, in engraving and your Skin is found The Whip on your Flesh implies a marvellous Sound Die In Silence—Splatter! Die In Silence—Rotter! Die In Silence—Sucker! Die In Silence—Fucker! The Scent of your Corpse only releases old Sins In your Spittle of Blood, then Hatred begins Life is unfair, but when Mockery is liked Claiming you God, will cease in Shrine gazed Everything must come to an End Your Hands are trans pierced with ill To Preacher we're firing the Lord With the Power of Hell [2x] Die In Silence—Splatter! Die In Silence—Rotter! Die In Silence—Sucker! Die In Silence—Fucker!

Submitted by Infernal Flame — Apr 18, 2026

Vikker: GuitarsZurhosis: Bass (fretless)Zokvist: VocalsSilencer: DrumsThanks to zokvist for sending these lyrics. Submits, comments, corrections are welcomed at webmaster@darklyrics.com HAK-ED DAMM LYRICS

Submitted by Sexy Gargoyle — Apr 18, 2026