The Cult of Negation

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They offer us the blades that tear with pleasure our flesh And every strife carves their influence on our minds We live with this suffering, a fall into depression The self-mutilation pushes us towards the meaning of our beings They decrease us all the time until we reach the state of shit And every word molest our faces into wounds We take all verbal injuries and keep them inside The inner rottenness feed the ulcer, bleeding fear They die, one after one, cause this is all they deserve And the smell of powder mixed to their blood is intoxicating We bear the guns and load the bullets blasting their heads We're children of Despair and priest of negation We are them We offer your blades and break your minds We load your guns nd press the relaxation We are them and command your death

Submitted by SerpentEve — Apr 26, 2025

i'm drowning into the waters of the oversight shadows embracing me and the cold devouring me cause all of you had illustrated the insignificance of being A life withour values, a useless thing No one likes us or you above or under when you'll break the chains and open your eyes, reject their words We are nothing than empty wrecks sinking down and reaching the dephts into an ocean of despair We are worthless lives lead by our sufferings Think about our existence: we're all better off dead I was born with stigmata on hand and I use it to feed your hate May you think to hurt me but you're human crap that I manipulate What we've done, our experiences and past memories Are carved on our skins as scars of an inner tormented suffering We are nothing than empty wrecks, we are worthless lives We're all better off dead

Submitted by Sexy Gargoyle — Apr 26, 2025

Welcome to a world of pain where no feelings burn All my youth are lying on the prison of their minds A dark corner full of dust, lightless and closed Their laments and cries for only friends Hiding on solitude, forgotten by all The pleasure of pain and heat of their blood Trapped and forsaken, suicidal thoughts When children born their first toys are razorblades They get the knife as the inner suffering explode out And let its grim tongue lick their skins They carve with pain on their arms The death-desire and their love of pain Blood streaming on the ground from wounds With tears and sounds of loneliness They lacerate their faces to destroy ugliness ''Free me from this life'' On corridors, behind dusty walls Some bodies rot and the ground is garged of blood Guns embracing hands on a last union They sleep forever, a bullet for brain All around you can only hear screams and cries ''Enjoy the pleasure of life''

Submitted by Dahmers Fridge — Apr 26, 2025

Spread your hate Some dead children with burnt skins Are playing under a dead snow, wearing gas-masks A heavy and suffocating atmosphere Mixing sulphur and dust with the smell of cadavers They dance among the ruins, among human corpses Hand in hand, they enjoy their despair Angels of Misery...Rise... As they heard a move, they stop their game Their lifeless eyes gazing to me crows are stopping their flights and vultures their lunch All of them found in me their new target claws and kicks are beating me Violating my bitter body I scream and enjoy this suffering Till my blood color the ground From above, the black snow is falling around me Lost and mutilated in a world I can't understand The children laugh about my own misery Spread your wings, angels of misery

Submitted by Corpse Grinder — Apr 26, 2025

Gather your mediocrity in front of the daily screen and drink abundantly the streams of my words Chained and lobotomized to my cathodic image Your free-arbitrator ruined by my communicative monopoly You're all my puppets that I tear the string until you fall Insignificant and worthless, I enjoy your downfall You're all nothing. You wait for others decisions to get one But really, I don't care of you all. Laws are made by my desire to enslave you my power Clothes you wear and thoughts are what I want you to be Your hands scorched to blood for my works Your health and feelings build my monuments Repudiate your well-thinking humanity Deny the divinities and their stupid convictions Reject all the past thoughts you learned in the past Was away the shit on your eyes "We stand for a society without any feelings and expecting anything no goodness and compassion can be told Our banner is black and white , our bodies are mutilated and our blood is dark No future; we stand day by day and enjoy the misery we procreate You're all nothing but shit to our eyes, you deserve death and torture You're sheep roaming among the wolves we incarnate We've got no god above us and nobody is higher then us Wake, take a gun and shoot your leaders... The cult of negation arise..." Wash away the shit on you eyes... Wake up, take a gun and shoot your actual leaders... Take a gun, shoot your family, friends and finally you The Cult of negation Arise... All your crities and hate are feeding my ego it will ever be the same competence you have To lick my boots and creeping in front of my government A society of worms, some mean less lives we destroy You're all nothing: you worship and do what we impose you A black and ruined world is our real place You're all chained slaves, existing by money, work and materials Burn everything and shoot everybody

Submitted by Sexy Gargoyle — Apr 26, 2025