As the Palaces Burn

The knowledge that seeking the favor of another Means the murder of self. This is the resolution The end of all progress The death of evolution It bleeds all life away. Silence speeds the path to the streams of solace that run so few and narrow. Brooks that babble the sounds of torture. You will one day ride To flood the banks of the chosen. This is the art of ruin. This is the resolution The end of all progress The death of evolution It bleeds all life away. I will show you all that I have mastered Fear. Pain. Hatred. Power. This is the art of ruin.

Submitted by Pestilence — Apr 24, 2025

The fiends have gagged a generation of pacified fools Bound by our greed a nation enslaved as corporate tools. Arise and race the legacy of their lies To realize that this in itself is an ascension Towards the day we revolt. As the seeds you've cast away take hold War will be born. Rejoice, the age of the fall has begun We'll dance as the palaces burn. A shot gun blast into the face of deceit You'll gain your just reward. We'll not rest until the purge is complete You will reap what you've sown. My redemption lies in your demise. In such a world as this does one dare to think for himself? The paradox of power and peace will destroy itself To know the truth and live in fear of no man. To realize that this in itself is an ascension Toward the day we revolt. As the seeds you've cast away take hold War will be born. Rejoice, the age of the fall has begun We'll dance as the palaces burn. My redemption lies in your demise. Rejoice, the age of the fall has begun. We'll dance as the palaces burn.

Submitted by Lake of Tears — Apr 24, 2025

Can the pestilence within you be bled out May I have the honor of this amputation? Know that you have made an enemy To show you the meaning of indignity I live no solely for the pleasure of your slow decay. Feel the pain of vengeance burn you, Soon you shall know silence. With trembling hands you'll beg for mercy. I'll show you none. Purified by my hand In this my world It is salvation. Your futile existence draws to a close A cloak of lies drops. The lies drop.

Welcome home to my reality. So you taste yourself every time? This must be your pleasure This your swan song I'll sing for you. I'll cut the words from your mouth You'll never speak my name again. Locked up and sold the fuck out Don't think you won't see me again. It'll come back three times Once in the name of deceit Twice for your malice Three times when I take you away. This is a homicide daydream I won't waste my hate on you. All that you've claimed not to be Has now come to define you. It'll come back three times Once in the name of regret Twice for your envy Three times when I take you away. Turn on my heels And spit apathy on this bridge you have burnt. Feast on my own blood I'll drain myself to sleep. I'll rise from death to knife this beast These last regrets the ones I keep. It'll come back three times Once in the name of deceit Twice for your malice Three times when I take you away.

Watch the broken common man Drown his sorrows at unhappy hour. Dirty and sweaty With just enough to get by. Calluses on his hands calluses on his soul Hard-boiled son of a bitch Scraping away on the down hill grind. It's a means to an end, a mean end for most. Death and domestication ends in shattered hopes Can't see the hand at the other end of the leash. Turn and bite. Turn and bite the hand that bleeds you dry. Throw yourself a bone, no one else will. Compromise leads to self-loathing Money the excrement of labor. And you don't get to keep shit Except politics and power trips and a bad breath down your neck. I know For I have toiled in the halls of the mighty And not received a teardrop in a bucket. Motherfuck it. The world doesn't owe me a thing But you do (Motherfucker). So crooked when you die they're ganna have to screw your ass into the ground. As life slowly unravels Rise above, extract your life. Will you look within Then turn around and bite? Day by day the mask suffocates your life Is this any way to live? No fucking way.

Submitted by The Void — Apr 24, 2025

Down south soldier Third world soldier My vengeance will be swift and terrible Many will die. I am the distance between two points Forgotten. A Void. I dig holes brother. Well, I've got a bone to pick And a nerve to pluck A skin to get under And a home to wreck. I've got ends to meet So I've got a job to do. Acrimonious and sanctified Call me what you will. Stick to your guns The difference is mine are loaded. Taste the sting of your arrogance Stuck in this screeching bitch called life Drop the coins and send you to Charon. I will have my vengeance In this life or the next. Well, I've got a sucker to punch And a back to stab A head to kick in And a throat to toslit. I've got a job to do Harsh and unrepentant. Step back before you're the next to get served With some Southern hospitality.

Submitted by Corpse Grinder — Apr 24, 2025

Returning to solace So sweet like honeysuckle on the tongue The sound of silence blesses my ears Enveloping like the earth I will one day lie in Metropolis is bad to wither the soul Roaring concrete and steel washes you in blood. So let you point and laugh Provincial ain't so bad. Take me back down to where I belong To rust in rivers. I do not covet any man's life I know my place all to well One man's paradise is another man's living hell. To each their own Generations ago made this place my own The roots are deep and strong Carry them wherever I go. Never wanted your approval Never wanted your acceptance Never wanted to be anything but me Never wanted to be anywhere but here. Carry me Southeast bound home To speak in defense of our good name Lay me to rest with my kin In the ground of God's country. Lash out at any who would smear you with hate Deify no one, Never crawl ashamed The past screams injustice on Southern night wind Whips Manacles Chains Musket balls A dark history never forgotten Only misconception remains. Speak in defense of our good name The blood of kin grants absolution I'll join them soon enough in the ground of God's country. Never wanted your acceptance Never wanted your approval Never wanted to be anything but me Never wanted to be anywhere but here.

Submitted by The Void — Apr 24, 2025

A shallow little jackal of a man posing as a hawk. Conniving opportunist Lease the blade the gun the bomb in the name of justice. A violent panacea for what ails the nation In advancement for the pig. You'll not wrest the truth from my hands Eyes never closed clarity. Clamped down in a grip so tight on ordinary horror. Peering through a curtain of blood. Retribution or vengeance it matters not which As long as the pig stays on top of the ladder of bone his father has built. Ashes to ashes to the dust Eaten spiced with ambivalence. The nation swallows it all whole Weakened by their collective neck in the noose. Commerce brings war Jihad has come to both sides. Eye for an eye fire for fire Raining death as the towers crumble. This will never end. Left without a choice By the fiscal elite War is set in motion by higher powers. A pissing contest for the unknown. Left bankrupt we all die inside. As a couple jumps hand in hand to their death. Wrapped in swaddling lies and laid in a dumpster Spoon fed shit doesn't even turn their stomachs. Gaping mouths yawn for more abuse Someone needs to tip the nest. The pig ascends As I sink deeper Seething misanthropic Waiting for my death.

Submitted by Nargaroth — Apr 24, 2025

Our father thy will be done. I have denied this life it's worth I will not be the victim. Sickness to you my master Here's to getting worse Hope it kills you faster. Show me how it hurts to rot from the inside out. This vigil burns Until the day our fires overtake you. Our father we forsake you. Blesses be his name Nothing now the same. Ask me why I hate Why I've prayed to see the nation that I loved disintegrate And gladly give my life That revolution regenerates. In honor of the strife of those who've died In generations before from your blood stained glory I reject you I deny you I defy you to continue. I defy you to continue. In honor of the strife of those who've died In generations before from your blood stained glory I reject you I deny you I defy you to continue. Smite the shepherd and the sheep will be scattered.

Submitted by VladTheImpaler666 — Apr 24, 2025