Unrelenting Fucking Hatred
In these, the last days Before Armageddon Comes the mighty nightstorm The mist brings the chosen Black against blue The raven has flown Darkness, now As the world closes There'll be fewer dogs With each swing of the axe All action is prayer Pray with the axe And the chosen? Feed them to the young lions In this hellscape Violence is golden Kill on command Kill with hearts so cold Kill because you can Violence is golden
Submitted by Pestilence — Jun 03, 2026
In a religion based on feces All angels are soul-flies And white worms find the human The writhing human who dies Craft shows its inverted hand With its sickly corpeswater shine To guide the white worms of murder To show them where to dine Blood sits in carrion judgement And damns to flies To the chitinous song Of a billion carcass flies Pestilence rides the maggot wind Blood disease flies To swell the ranks of the dead And animate them as they rise By brightest crossmoon, all who die Grease the night with the scarlet cries The witchspawn hunt with murderworms And sculpt with flies Exoskeletally enslaved The staring dead dream of the grave From sister grief and mother chaos They can't be saved The moon, in white dispassion Will fly like a shroud of bones To sleep from feces in the soil To bleed from faces in the stone Flesh for flesh, and souls to fall Filth and madness do enthrall The sire of sin, who with his fire Catches us all
Submitted by Pestilence — Jun 03, 2026
Spare the bloodbaths Spoil the vermin Bloodwolf incarnate Has his shadows against the sky His empire is one of faces Where all hope dies A decision is hammered out And calls for special handlers The ultimate reckoning Administrative dissolution There is always more unsettlement For more and more will come Like a procession of mourners Grieving over themselves Still more will come As part of the greater sorrow Welcomed by gray angels Of extermination We hunted them like dogs Dogs whose master is hate With our friends night and fog To help us annihilate them Hate restores black violence To its rightful place Directed at the mongrels Whose crime is on their faces Living spaces piled With the scabrous, the dying It's time they received The gift of the furnace One doesn't get To watch people burn As often in life As one might like to Because humans burn Like nothing else This fact alone Makes it all worth it They cry as they tell Tales of torment in filth When will they learn That hate spares no one? The exalted flame Never in quiet repose Returns with the cross And his gray eminence A life so long spent In the company of death In the warbringer's wake Where hate spares no one
Submitted by Pestilence — Jun 03, 2026
In the charnel land of the damned In a child's garden of graves Insanity has planted Fields of the crucified Their heads point to the parched earth Under vermillion skies On each side of a blasted path As far as the eye can see Row upon row of crosses Miasmic ill enshrouds Perdition's umber implements Beneath black roiling clouds To while away eternity The godless lost bewail Their inverted damnation Amid the vacant graves Their demented cacophony Delights the fallen child Who sowed temptation's seeds To watch his nurslings writhe This is the dawn of nothingness The dust, the dark, the gathering mass And the scraping tread of the dead on the earth
Submitted by Pestilence — Jun 03, 2026
Jihad begins in earnest With the taking of a pawn Then a retaliatory strike Slicks the ground with blood Black dawn's white neighbour to the front Is taken down, to be avenged by a knight The following moves involve more pawns Slaughtered by knights on both sides Bishop takes pawn and pawn takes pawn By way of return The next move brings something feminine, something diabolical As black queen takes a white pawn And a white tower crushes a black pawn in a skirmish further on There is only murder among us May it always be so This is Manson's "Helter Skelter" On an altogether different scale Pawn kills pawn Then bishop kills pawn Then bishop kills pawn Endziel: Knight takes Last pawn Checkmate
Submitted by Pestilence — Jun 03, 2026
Leave us in our silent mansions In this place of sunlight and roses For nothing dies here, not anymore The actions are done, and we are dust To the mad laughter of machineguns We descended into such along graves We subhumans, we bleed in darkness That the light be not offended We were here These are their houses, now And we are here We were here This is mourningside And we are here We were here In this house of tears Now we are here We were here This is where they wept Now we are here We caught fire And burned so easily We blackened And then we were ash We rose to faces Eyeless faces That bleed black grief In endless oceans of black suffering Now we are here Like rat bones on a plague ship In thy garden Where there are only others
Submitted by Pestilence — Jun 03, 2026
Utter hatred An old-time hatred Of this hatred We are kin Because some people are only good for bullets Let's talk about your future Simply stated, you don't have one Let it all end without sweetness Without the thoughtfulness of suicide It's time to remove you from the world 30 seconds in the killhouse aught to do Nudity offends me, blood is better Complete with holes from an MG42 The trick is in the brutality It's all in how hard you play I'm looking forward to a quiet hanging At the end of a long, long day And then falling asleep To the soft drip of a slit throat The angel of conscience Has been displaced By butchery's muse Who is fairest of face Don't you wish I were sorry? I love how your eyes abhor me Let us indulge the art of wrath Obey the laws of excess
Submitted by Pestilence — Jun 03, 2026
Your right to live Does not supersede My need to kill you What whore shat you into the world? There is no "murder" here This shit was never born You haven't lived And I can't un-kill you You have no names I can recall Everything is cold, finished, ruined Every day is a funeral There is no remorse Do not repeat, we will repeat Debris, you are Mud-dwellers all You live Where you don't belong Let your hate be more lasting than the grave This is not "good bye" This is "see you on the other side" You have useless-eaters' eyes And mouths only open to bite or lie How fucking dare you breathe? You feed my unrelenting fucking hatred You! Eat my unrelenting fucking hatred!
Submitted by Pestilence — Jun 03, 2026
Suspendatur per collum Turn death's darkest shades All the colours of asphyxia Thou art hanged, but thy seed is quick 0 gallowsborn, unsoiled by light Bring the plague Bring the plague Bring corpselights from the carcasscape Bring the plague Bring the plague Up from plague pits yawning wide Upon which a crossmoon shines Bring them that grim death designs Whose sex appeal can't be denied The twisted dead that have stained the soil Bring the plague Bring the plague Bring the grave to all who have eyes to see Bring the plague Bring the plague Worms come after hands like spiders That bring the plague That bring the plague To this place of putrescences Bring the plague Bring the plague As the gardarene swine leapt for free Let their offspring roam the streets While mother proctor trades in seats With a better view of the triple tree Of thy burn Bring black coffins filled with rats Bring the plague From the gallows, through the corpse-gate Bring the plague Bring shadows to these ancient walls Bring the plague Let nothing stop thee, let no one stop thee Bring the plague For behind smiles to despise Lurks a traded in the eyes This is blasphemy made flesh With eyes as warm as a deathbed fuck
Submitted by Pestilence — Jun 03, 2026
Toilet slaves who eat shit and beg for it Lusty bitches: bound, gagged and whipped A nine-year-old girl forced to give head But this is snuff, she gets pumped full of lead And the walls came down And the band played on And the song remains the same Masturbating amputees Animals getting raped Fetishism and sodomy Porno shows us the way Rubber diapers, sit on his back Inflamed ass gets twenty more whacks Motorized genitals, turning a trick We call it love, you call it sick There's give and there's take But the more things change The more they remain the same
Submitted by Pestilence — Jun 03, 2026