Cross the Threshold

Hurled by the road of your life Your stomach burned at the stake You tried to escape You thought succeeded in But you flew too high The bound, the energy You gave to yourself Turned against you Seeing the white infinite Discovering the living beauty And going to the excruciating Annihilation Flying away and hoping Sinking and bursting Malignant growth Malignant growth Attraction of the void Your fall begun Weaker arriving in the absolute A caughting black hole Before your eyes Deep into the point of no return This force making yourself dreaming Now rambling Got the better of your will The others: stupid mankind didn't understand But are their lives worth yours? Seeing the white infinite Discovering the living beauty And going to the excruciating Annihilation Flying away and hoping Sinking and bursting Malignant growth Malignant growth Seeing the white infinite Discovering the living beauty And going to the excruciating Annihilation Flying away and hoping Sinking and bursting Malignant growth Malignant growth

Submitted by MetalElf — Apr 25, 2025

Set back, blinded by my illusions, contagion My seed is illusion, the balance seems to stay motionless and wicked My tentacles are growing to hug you better My roots are rotting to soil you better My tentacles are growing to hug you better My roots are rotting to soil you better I will have sway over you, so stronger and faster you will be Among soiling people, soiled, motionless and soiled… My tentacles are growing to hug you better My roots are rotting to soil you better My tentacles are growing to hug you better My roots are rotting to soil you better Desire, my sex is mastering you, Ecstasy as an artificial paradise Silence, I can share my silence Communion, but my silence is without a smile No tears to share, nothing to share Silence, I can share my silence Communion, but my silence is without a smile From that time fed with my sediments stagnating in a cesspool You will forever be motionless Too late to creep to the end of the tunnel, too late ! (My tentacles are growing to hug you better My roots are rotting to soil you better) Desire, … No tears to share, nothing to share

Submitted by Sexy Gargoyle — Apr 25, 2025

Murder at your every footstep A child's toy sudden death Sniper blazes you thru your knees Falling down, can you feel the heat Burn!!! Ambushed by the spray of lead Count the bullet holes in your head. Offspring sent out to cry Living mandatory suicide Suicide, suicide, suicide, suicide. Holes burn deep in your chest Raked by machine gun fire Screaming skull sent out to die Living mandatory suicide Suicide, suicide, suicide, suicide Lying, dying, screaming in pain Begging, pleading, bullets drop like rain Mines explode, pain sheers through your brain Radical amputation, this is insane Fly swatter stakes drive through your chest Spikes impale you as you're forced off the crest Soldier of misfortune hunting with bated breath A vile smell, like tasting death Dead bodies, dying and wounded, litter the city streets Shattered glass, bits of clothing and human deceit Dying in terror, blood's cheap – it's everywhere! Mandatory suicide, massacre on the front line.

Submitted by BloodShrine — Nov 08, 2025

I am, mother nature made me with flesh and blood I am, mother nature gave me a sex I am an animal, and my instinct wants me to copulate I am a man, and my instinct wants me to enjoy sex See the beast, choose the truth Cross the threshold, open the door to orgasm See the beast, choose the truth, follow your instinct Cross the threshold, be an animal again See the beast, choose the truth Cross the threshold, follow your instinct, become an animal again I want you to be my enjoyment I want you to forget your soul I want you to remember your body I want you to forget all that you've been taught I am a man, and I want to enjoy sex No, I am an animal Join me in the realm of true feelings Join us and find our deepest sex drives See the beast, choose the truth, follow your instinct Cross the threshold, open the door to orgasm See the beast, choose the truth Cross the threshold, follow your instinct, become an animal again Cross the threshold, follow your instinct, become an animal again

Submitted by Finntroll — Apr 25, 2025

You preachers of death Thank for your doctrines of good and evil You appraisers and judges Use violence you, arrogant wise man You know that everything that is living is something obedient, you You know that we command the one who can’t defend himself You know so well that the one Who obeys himself Judge is, avenger, victim of his law Subject to spirit Where life is, there’s a will But not a will to live, a will to gain power Decline is when life gives in to power But a bigger strength grows from your morals The creator who spawns good and evil Will break the mirror and its reflection Life is what has to master itself So supreme evil Belongs to supreme goodness, this one is subject Subject to spirit Where life is, there’s a will But not a will to live, a will to gain power Decline is when life gives in to power Where life is, there’s a will But not a will to live, a will to gain power Decline is when life gives in to power But you creator, do you know ? Do you know that whatever you create And whatever you love, you love it ? Do you know that you will have to fight your creation, your love ? But you creator, what’s your will ? But you creator, what’s your goal ? But you creator, what’s your will ? But you, what’s your goal ? Your crusade for power, for reigning control Is subject to spirit like an image and its mirror An image, and its mirror, its mirror But you creator, do you know ? Do you know that whatever you create And whatever you love, you love it ? Do you know that you will have to fight your creation, your love ?

Submitted by MetalElf — Nov 08, 2025

A still and peaceful bliss, a glorious resignation, any contradiction fades away Any philosophical problem becomes clear, or so it seems For a long time you haven’t been in control but you’re not afflicted by it anymore Mind absorbed in meditation of an ideal virtue, an ideal charity and ideal genius You naively abandon yourself to your triumphant spiritual orgy When will we seek happiness ? Hoarse and deep sighs leave your chest as though your former body couldn’t stand The desires and the quickness of your new soul A miasma mischievously clouds your brain , soon you will laugh at your madness But you cannot dismiss it, for you will, for you will Has no more strength and cannot rule your faculties anymore When will we seek happiness ? Appalling marriage of a man to himself Because proportions of time and being are completely upset By multitude and intensity of feelings and ideas Appalling marriage of a man to himself Sublime dementia, sublime dementia Sublime dementia A human’s fanatic lust for any substance Which exalts his personality proves his magnitude He always aims at exciting his expectations And at rising to the infinite Appalling marriage of a man to himself Because proportions of time and being are completely upset By multitude and intensity of feelings and ideas Appalling marriage of a man to himself Sublime dementia

Submitted by Corpse Defiler — Nov 08, 2025