The End Complete

The killing is a need rots in the pain. Fight for the fear of rights. The time is set, scream for their help. Cry through the darkest night. The peeling is the skin rotting the soul. Hailing for the chosen son. Mortality the pain, fearing for the living. Ravenge the chosen one. The darkness falls beyond the grave. Blessing ground in which they save. Even though the time has passed. The souls are fried tonight in hell. Rotting souls in fear of desperate need. Serpent souls in bowels on which to feed. The devil dog is out for blood and parts. The devil craves the blood we're thirsting on. Help me I'm in pain. Help me I'm in pain.

Submitted by Cyberwaste — Apr 24, 2025

A stab in the back With a fearless knife With no regard To an innocent life Ruthlessly killing We're terrified (What terrible fun) Now that your falling With nowhere to run Back to the one That you fear is dead The nightmare returns So it's sliced thru your head Warmly embraced You will soon go away The bloodsoaked heads And the destitute say Back to one Falling to your death down below You're dying it's the pain no one will ever know Crawling toward the goodness of the light You're crying out after those who may stop this fight

Submitted by SerpentEve — Apr 24, 2025

Not the one Souls are gonna burn You're the one Coming down the dead Thru the darkness Skies are gonna shout Pray for lies But who's the one to go Streams of blood Flow into the streets Feeds the need Of the decayed rotting means Fires breeds upon The weary young Evil tales Sold his only son Life no longer Fills the need Dead silence In which to feed Fires breeds upon The weary young Evil tales Sold his only son Life no longer Feeds the need Feeds the need Of the decayed rotting means

Submitted by Morgoth — Apr 24, 2025

No will to live Without lights Coming to the end of life Arriving in the end of life Ones decide to sacrifice No will to live Without lights Coming to the end of life Lost in darkness realms to go The fearless ones now are down The final one is burnt off life

Submitted by VladTheImpaler666 — Apr 24, 2025

Some say you're choosing to fight. And some say you're scheduled to live or die. And some say you're scheduled to kill Laughing at what they will do. What if they are right To lift the fate of everyone. Let them live in pain. A pain to which there is no end. As I look to the right. I see the horror filled within. Killing is the meaning of life. Killing is a way to leave your body A mean to release your fear. A fear of sickness down within. Let the guilty pay. A pain to which there is no end. Back from the grave. I took the life of everyone. And from the bottom of the grave. I took the death of everyone. To those who fear their right. You are the first sight then filled with fear. A fear that begins to mount The fear that turns you inside out. Into the realms of no way out. Into a life of the utter doubt. A place in which you won't exist. A place in which you're living dead.

Submitted by Grave666 — Apr 24, 2025

As you begin to fall. A terror with these that fear. A trust in your beliefs. Be forced to no release. The corrosion fills your mind, your mind. Your eyes turn to stone. A killer becomes in you. Rotting soul's desire.

Submitted by The Void — Apr 24, 2025

Arising in the dark a peeling soul to pay Crawling for the light Piercing through your brain Reaching out for help The help in which you pray Searching for the answers To questions which they say Just Killing Time Killing time is the final bout Life slowly decays From the depths of down below Powerful rotting ways Corpses lay out on the ground Form a perfect line Killing Time Rotten is the deadly birth Strength turns to fear Searching for the end result Life's death draws near A falling victim to decay Infection sets the pace Rising from your loneliness And the human race

Submitted by Infernal Flame — Apr 24, 2025

You will soon come with me to die, And find that death is not the end. Who I say, who will, who won't be freed. Tell me that this is not the end complete. Even as the end's complete. Finding strength in one's defeat. Living in an endless score. Killing me with battled sores. I'm the one that's sent to kill, Feeling all destructive will. Bring forth one dead soul's decay, The end's complete, it's the final day. When the time has come to bare, Dying young, fall to despair. To bring forth one dead soul decay, The end complete's the final day.

Submitted by Grave666 — Apr 24, 2025

The terror fills my mind. Cannot prevent what's mine. Silence life that's sent. Fearing the souls, of fate. Death decides rotting ways. Rotting ways, fear of death the signs from below. Rotting ways, fear that bleeds with lives sought low. The fear has come beyond the rotting ways. Now the time writes down the days. They're coming for the glory of the kill without a sound. Mystery sinks into, back into the ground. Terror fills my mind. Cannot prevent what's mine. Silence life that's sent. Fearing the souls of fate. Death decides rotting ways.

Submitted by Immortal — Apr 24, 2025