Assassins: Black Meddle, Part 1

One of these nights I'm going to fucking die.

Submitted by Pestilence — Nov 10, 2025

I am everything and no one Deprave the son And reigning king We feel nothing And are nothing Traveling elitists Rejecting weakness We stand alone Pride does not die Kings in your dreams Slaves to this nightmare Spat upon And aged Yet hailed Glorious the truth We feel nothing And are nothing Traveling elitists Rejecting weakness We stand alone Pride does not die Kings in your dreams Slaves to this nightmare In the eyes of emotion Injected with life’s poison Kings of your dying Feeding this world We feel nothing And are nothing Traveling elitists Rejecting weakness We stand alone Pride does not die Kings in your dreams Slaves to this nightmare

Submitted by Warbringer — Feb 07, 2026

The allys of hell where we wonder what's eternal, now it begins The fate of the earth, where we were born no last echo, pull the plug and the storm left nothing and the storm left all and the storm took nothing and the storm took all The winds of disease burn your fields So unhallowed, so unclean the face of extinction raw and pestilent White with terror, tainted eyes and the storm left nothing and the storm left all and the storm took nothing and the storm took all The ghosts of grace want your bones your spirit left for dead The cause of the mourning, lay in grace like nations raped with praise and the storm left nothing and the storm left all and the storm took nothing and the storm took all

Submitted by Dahmers Fridge — Nov 10, 2025

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You and me My hatred possible You are my anger’s perfection All my life Your true enemy To bend and break Burn your temples Know this now I never sleep End your faith Crush your chapels I will never betray myself Never understand your tongue I make negative Each molecule All my life Your true enemy To bend and break Burn your temples Know this now I never sleep End your faith Crush your chapels In sickness, in madness I take my place in line Not sorry, not guilty I make you pay for life In sickness, in madness I take my place in line Not sorry, not guilty I make you pay for life This moment Is over Your oxygen All my life Your true enemy To bend and break Burn your temples Know this now I never sleep End your faith Crush your chapels

Submitted by Warbringer — Feb 07, 2026

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When the doctor returns Tell him I care Now, take these tubes out When the medicine drops Into the vein I pull these plugs free This prescription Force-fed freedom In the thick of the night Chewing a bone No meat to mark you This prescription Force-fed freedom It's a fatal mistake To rest on gold. What else do you have? Now give me your drugs Because its time To take Hell home This prescription Force-fed freedom This prescription Freedom Fucked

Submitted by NecroGod — Nov 10, 2025

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