Salvation Through Infinite Suffering

Upon the sacred deception, the throne of a false conception Lies, blood, lies With eyes to see, the cross does fold to which there is ancient wisdom Truth, will time see the fate of belief Death is to be where Christ may be christ in the mind of deception (and dismay) Shrouded in guilt and shame (to God pray) It's to believe in false thought (of a kind) Blood runs in streams to a hill (called calvary) Rejoicing, kingdom damned Rejoicing, kingdom damned Eyes to see (embrace undefiled wisdom) Lies of thee (embrace undefiled wisdom) Asunder is (embrace undefiled wisdom) Christianity (embrace undefiled wisdom) Return to the real world, no lies of God Shunning the oppressive holy crosses Restored is the truth of martyrs dying To hear their voices no more Corpses collapse onto holy crosses Sinning, breathing of their hell With real knowledge I know no hell

Submitted by MetalElf — Apr 26, 2025

Hence, I witness the foul, and bereft... Onto which the Lord hath blessed Wither the shadow of heavenly light To the grim taste As purity dies, disgorge thy disease that entombs thy mind and swallows thy dreams Break thy oath to the Lord to see clear the sky above... nothing As thy children choose to die and perish without thy light To embrace the sins of man Purging... Purge purity Purge purity Purge purity Purge purity Purge purity Purge purity Purge purity Purge purity Purity! Purge purity Purge purity Purge purity Purge purity Seek not hope, nor redeem Christ painted soulfully Force-fed their deaths God within their cheeks and gagging throats Here's the end, purity purged Mind aflame at Christ's death Go, kill what's inside Within his reign to purge thy faith Invert thy pain carving out from the holy man

Submitted by VladTheImpaler666 — Apr 26, 2025

Conceive me a hell in which I shall burn for all time for my crimes I wear the mark of true defiance in what is holy and pure to God I wear the mark of misery imposed onto the greatness of evil I am he that shelters nothing I am he that will not bow down I'm the one against the strength above I will test all men righteous Falsity makes men lie, minds die I will not perish This is my oath I'll be honored to burn for my hatred for Christ See this face and those near Testify of hell's will I crawl to no Lord and seek no solace Comfort comes from hate for the skies above No flames can harm me still I wear the mark of what profound evil does mean Search heaven, you won't find such truth... That you will see what I believe Salvation through infinite suffering That you will see what I believe Salvation through infinite suffering That you will see what I believe Salvation through infinite suffering My salvation

Submitted by Celtic Frost — Apr 26, 2025

Sinner! No goodness waits for you Perish in the flames of hell No holy pain will ever touch my soul Holy pain will never touch my soul What I have seen off from the Lord's plea for fragile souls to offer them peace I shall not go to his outstretched limbs; I offer my soul to no one The cross stands before me and I laugh at its cause knowing all of its faults The cross stands before me and I strike it down, so hear my words that I say: "Fuck Jesus Christ!" Embrace hell Embrace hell "Fuck Jesus Christ!" Embrace hell Embrace hell The Lord be dead to thy soul I embrace the pain of hell Of the darkness waiting, a destiny to welcome the thought of never serving to a light, a power I choose misery, I choose godlessness, I choose myself Fuck the standing of the lude church The reigning power of the heavens is to be damned by my own hand I will never see the ways of Christ I am the reason Christ suffered I am the reason Christ died I am the reason Christ suffered I am the reason Christ died I will never see the ways of Christ Fuck Jesus Christ Fuck Jesus Christ Fuck Jesus Christ Fuck Jesus Christ Fuck Jesus Christ Fuck Jesus Christ Fuck Jesus Christ Fuck Jesus Christ I will never see the ways of Christ I am the reason Christ suffered I am the reason Christ died I am the reason that Christ will fail That all of man told me I will burn is the reason that I must withstand from the crown that bled his brow To the followers that keep him alive today, I proclaim a wickedness to expose his weakness embrace thy befallen misery Fuck Jesus Christ, no man should stand before a God to serve No woman a whore for holiness No child a slave to his tyranny Christianity is a punishment to the mind and soul A punishment that is unfitting and illusive I will not go This is what I know: This is what I will burn for, hear my words! I will burn for this! I will burn for this!

Submitted by VladTheImpaler666 — Nov 17, 2025

Of the many-venomed Earth, hell has risen to penance those of he whom hath damned us... Waist-deep in Christian blood! Glory in such a path to inflict such dark pain and deny all mercy Conquering in a sea of blood, here, Christ is not king The righteous now suffer so long as done before to all of us here So is this hell where you've fallen? Sink into the depths of what's holy Passed is the dawn, cursed as our kind Christian bitches die! As we pass through the blood floods, I spit down onto them Looking above to see heaven Laughing and claiming victories Shedding floods of holy blood Jesus turned wine into his blood and they drank it for salvation Now in one tide it's all the same... dead

Submitted by Corpse Grinder — Apr 26, 2025

Gutted... Confessions for the youth to weaken resistance Gutted... For a God, his dead slaves No light of God, I choose madness Gutted children of faith! Inside the well of life, poison diseases fortune for the herding of the throne Common are the bleeding, dying entrails of what used to be their reasoning Don't forgive my sins, I'm not your son With pride I stand alone from the cross Nails through flesh, beckon me not, for I will not pray Gutted... As he guts his children, I will not be forgiven Gutted children! As he guts his children, I will not be forgiven Gutted... As he guts his children, I will not be forgiven Gutted children! As he guts his children, I will not be forgiven Gutted... As he guts his children, I will not be forgiven Gutted children! As he guts his children, I will not be forgiven Gutted... As he guts his children, I will not be forgiven Gutted children! The weakened savior turns to the worthless masses, claims their minds, owns their thoughts, and owns their souls A delite to herd his sheep As he guts his children, I will not be forgiven Gutted children! As he guts his children, I will not be forgiven Gutted children! As he guts his children, I will not be forgiven Gutted children! As he guts his children, I will not be forgiven Gutted children! The weakened savior turns to the worthless masses, claims their minds, owns their thoughts, and owns their souls A delite to herd his sheep A delite to herd his sheep His sheep!

Submitted by Nargaroth — Apr 26, 2025

They spoke of flames and infamy when spoke of where thou shalt be... Toward infernal dominion! Toward a voice saying, speaking of the plague that shalt be thrown What is drawn to see? The hooven throne that calls to thee, of the ground that bred defeat It said and shall be done The past was sworn to lies The children have come from wence the lamb burrowed the ground to bleed It is said and shall be done Dark hands part the sky Upon the ground a lamb hath died Contempt from the Earth of a crown that bestowed all shame Darkened hand, bleeding contempt Bleeding contempt The seared, blessed left hand path embraced In cold blood, the Earth finds a new rebirth Children cry, purified Our will is done Toward endless darkness! Toward infinite damnation! Toward infernal dominion! Forever seen mires of hell It is done... It is done, our will is done

Submitted by Nargaroth — Apr 26, 2025

"Let these be words to damn the luminous cause of the tyrannical cross Without mercy, let the darkness in me show faulted volumes of deceit that have been enriched by the Lord; and may all men holy decay in the shadow that is my refusal and strength From the abyss that beckons my soul, from the darkest cause that logic has forced me to endure From the blackest dreams of Heaven's true existence, and from the tainted throne that will never call to me" This is my testament: that I am never to return from the darkest places of human reasoning, that I am never to bestow upon myself: A return to the frail land of clouds, angels, and thin glory I create my commandment, and I, I refuse the chosen ten I loathe the boundaries of the mortal man that weeps in the arms of the heavenly father I reject the miseries therein, and I state, as I have proven in so many Passing blasphemous occasions before, I will never bow down to one man, to one statue, to one belief, or to one thought that puts me below any ideology I am of one voice, but of many I am of one man, but an army I am of one opinion, but of ancient truth and wisdom Of destiny and dark clouds, let my causes be known Let the truth shine upon the cracked faces of Christian adoration, and let them see the corrosion of their very souls But for one to understand the nature of my hatred, one must know of the Father in which my hatred is focused He is the father to decompose all of his peasants that swallow disease It is of his love that all breathing, aspiring souls will taste sickness, shame, and death He harvests those he grows in the common fields of blind holiness, those to be slain by his book He punishes the shameful and the willing He destroys the very instincts that compose humanity, the more precious elements of the human being Let the meek destroy their own minds and let perish the children who would obey Let the criers of eternal life and infinite promise exhaust themselves in the mist of absolute truth Where the pages of biblical torment have sworn me to blasphemy, let the masses know of my contempt Let it be known to God and man that I am this far gone Understand my lawless existence among the degenerating free will of blistered holy puppets For so long I have dismissed the false grandeur of bright, gentle angel wings Upon the brow of children, heroes, and the great suffering masses For ages I have come to despise the sweet chimes of Heaven's glorious bells For I know this place as no paradise, I know this place as no refuge This place called heaven was fused to hang his children at their very throats I have seen from the clouds of paradise, the great masses hang high Beneath his laughter, they decay I will not choose this destiny, I will not die with the rest With every effort my cause is strengthened With every passing moment I dissolve another preset paradigm of worthless righteousness I am here to deconstruct the falsity of the Christian being I have this voice sounding in my throat for the sake of mirroring the greatness of Heaven with truth of a tainted promised land I desire these timeless fables to crumble within my grasp No hollow, threatening rants from the void and tired throats of blind followers can convert me No fear of the mighty hand of the sky can sway me I am the unbeliever, and in this disbelief I can not be moved For I am this far gone!

Submitted by Nargaroth — Apr 26, 2025