Ballet of the Brute

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Fighting to be released From the strings attached to me Intriguing voice invades my head The dark side speaks to me Deathtrip For death I am yearning Deathtrip My whole world is burning I enter the gates to his mind Let the sickness inside The rush of power turns me on Raise the hatchet for the blow Deathtrip For death I am yearning Deathtrip My whole world is burning The rush of blood Has turned against me Pleasure and pain goes hand in hand The hatchet is pointing my way Deathtrip Deathtrip

Submitted by Nargaroth — Apr 26, 2025

It’s me crawling outside your window It’s me creeping you out tonight Hallucinating Images from hell within You thought you got off But I came to fight another day I drag it out, I drag you down Always like that when I’m around Suffocating Blinding fear is closing in I’m the nightmares inside your head The monster underneath your bed I’m the nightmares inside your head The monster underneath your bed Beware of the beast in black Your time has come, there’s no turning back Acid in your open wound My hell is your tomb Try to dig your way out There’s no escape for you to find Showelling through the lost souls That I have left behind I bring out the worst in you You are a victim of my split personality Hallucinating Images from hell within Your fear is my lifeforce I feed on you, going insane, inasne, insane Suffocating Blinding fear is closing in I’m the nightmares inside your head The monster underneath your bed You’re dead Dead

Submitted by Morgoth — Apr 26, 2025

Finding the best spot of the curb The main ambition in life Cardboard bed bagged and packed Waiting for better things to come No hope, can’t cope The lowest step of the ladder Downward spiral to nothing The smallest rat in the pack Loneliness and isolation Every man for himself Destiny is the rulemaker The friend is a jawbreaker Being king of the curb What a rush to inhale Loneliness and isolation Every man for himself Escaping reality By swimming noselanes In the snowy seas of sorrow Being the centre of the world Being the centre of nothing No hope, can’t cope The lowest step of the ladder Downward spiral to nothing The smallest rat in the pack Becoming the king of the hill Caused by a twisted mind No chance of recovery No future to find Loneliness and isolation Every man for himself Tomorrow a new day will come

Submitted by Corpse Grinder — Apr 26, 2025

Fear is my tool To keep you down Hate is the way To hold my crown Reign of horror I am on the top of the world My terror will never end I’m the king of all you dislike I will destroy everything you love Reign of horror I am on the top of the world Trust me on this one It all will die Death is my business Death make me what I am I am locked and loaded And I am ready to kill, kill, kill, kill, kill, kill, kill, kill, kill Reign of horror I am on the top of the world From my domain I watch it all go by Across the bloodred sky

Submitted by Dahmers Fridge — Apr 26, 2025

It’s been feeding on every dark thought in me Spreading rumors in my mind Building anger in my heart Burning hatred in my eyes Now I see through all the lies What I see I despise What I see I recognize I twist their every word To find a crack To see the truth To find the places I’ve been used To find a piece of me in you To find something I can abuse Now I see You need me to put your weakness on I spit on the hand you offer Spit on the fucking words your speak You will never find me trusting You will never me weak What I see I despise What I see I recognize It’s all sickening to me All these good intentions I remember all the times you let me down When I found myself alone All the times you weren’t around Left me time to think Who you are What you give What I need What I see I despise What I see I recognize I don’t need no one but me! I twist their every word To find a crack To see the truth To find the places I’ve been used To find a piece of me in you To find something I can abuse

Submitted by Cyberwaste — Apr 26, 2025

They read him like an open book But the pages were blank Before he took the first step In a new direction Empty head, imperfection Second step still humble Without eyes the hands fumble Like his feet that wear no skin A naked man, a man of sin Three steps that hurt like hell How did he get there And where will he dwell With bloody feet and an empty head Wish he could say What cannot be said As the fourth step was taken Ethics were shaken And the end result Sanity forsaken No more fumble, no longer humble A cut of precision – a part of his mission The road is blurry The mission is clear The bag is heavy His goal is near With bloody feet and an empty head Wish he could not say What can’t not be said Final step in the dance of the dead Last cut, last, last, last head

Submitted by Pestilence — Apr 26, 2025

Taking aim as I approach The scenario is set for our world to explode We’ve been waiting for this moment for a long time There’ll be no salvation for us I bet thus night willl be sublime My tube of death Is pointing your way My warhead is armed Better beg for mercy today Beg for mercy Fire in the hole You scream in despair Releasing my cluster bombs From high in the air Penetrating your defence I’m spreading my disease Onto you – the pain I release My tube of death Is pointing your way My warhead is armed Better beg for mercy today Beg for mercy The wardrums are played With my stick on your skin I’m the black hole tailgunner The wardrums are played With my stick on your skin I’m the black hole tailgunner Coming straight out of Hell Your body is trembling Going into aftershock Of all the bitches in the world You were my best fuck My tube of death Is pointing your way My warhead is armed Better beg for mercy today Beg for mercy

Submitted by The Void — Apr 26, 2025

Give me back my anger Cause I’ve been trying to live without Failing miserably every step on the way It’s my crutch and it’s my sword That makes me hard – so hard I need this mask to wear I need this blankeyed stare I need this thorn in my side I need someone to hate to make it all right And I find that I’m alive Everything in this world must die This rage boils inside me I know I’m in control I’m no longer feeling lost I can make my own truth No longer scared of the things I can’t comprehend I crush it all under one foot And I find that I’m alive Everything in this world must die This rage boils inside of me I know I’m in control Nothing can stand against me No room in my world for opposition And I turn my gaze on you This blankeyed stare

Submitted by Warbringer — Apr 26, 2025

Night time has come Another hunt has begun Balls out, I’m like a loaded gun You think you are a friend of mine Can’t be with that lack of spine My gun works fine When I look at you I see A dead man looking back at me You’ve crossed the line one too many times You smile at me Not able to see Easy to hide my twisted personality I put you to sleep And take a ride with the Devil My enemies will bleed, bleed When I look at them I see 500 dead people looking back at me They’ve crossed the line one too many times Their pages are written Their dices are cast Their books are closed More heads for my collection When I look at them I see 500 dead people looking back at me They keep coming to me I keep tracking them down

Submitted by NecroLord — Apr 26, 2025