Heritage of Abomination

The four horsemen came and brought forth their plague The scribes of history wall say Before our savage journey we were a quiet people With a culture and integrity Then the storms came and the land it raped Clouds broke and famine fell from the sky Mouths were cracked and dry and tongues had forgotten water Our empty stomachs churned themselves with hunger I watched my brothers die from the land so dry Like a fruit it withered and humanity writhed I rise with Pride To preserve myself I will fight I scoff at the fate that came from the sky Abandon my god, for this god let my family die I rise in might, to preserve myself I will fight Together we will ride and spill blood in the stream of life We abandoned our home and took to the open road Searching for a helping hand amongst fellow men Looking like the plague rom which we came Fellow men soon turned their backs Forsaken by the gods And outcast by humanity We took by force our pride and integrity Abandon your god, for this god will let your family die I rise in might to preserve myself I will fight Together we will ride and spill blood in the stream of life We abandoned our home and took to the open road Searching for a helping hand amongst fellow men Looking like the plague rom which we came Fellow men soon turned their backs

Submitted by Corpse Defiler — Apr 26, 2025

Attack!!!! We are one and many a driving force consuming the enemy Vengeance is mine for the time when their foot shall slip The day of tragedy is at hand So their doom comes swiftly Uncontained hatred rains like fire from the sky The wind and the storms and the fire is on our side They sow the wind and shall reap the whirlwind Men will be annihilated and women will be raped Temples are ablaze we set fire to your faith Where are your gods the rock in which you took refuge Who drank the blood the wine of your libations? Now nothing more than a memory in a mouth of Ashes The day of tragedy is at hand So their doom comes swiftly See now that I, even I am he I am the god to be I hold my hand to the sky and command from the throne As I live forever when I whet my flashing sword And my hand takes hold on Judgement I will have Vengeance I'll make my arrows drunk with the blood of the conquered

Submitted by Corpse Grinder — Apr 26, 2025

How we pray to the ancients for vengeance, we ask for one last fighting chance Let us break these chains of enslavement our free hands deliver judgement God of the bleeding sphere called Mars, open the gates let your armies harge Fill this gorge of war with the blood of our captors, the touch of spear and axe fills our hearts with rapture The opening of the cosmic war has begun This is the last battle between gods and men How we pray to the ancients for vengeance, we ask for one last fighting chance Let us break these chains of enslavement our free hands deliver judgement God of the bleeding sphere called Mars, open the gates let your armies harge Fill this gorge of war with the blood of our captors, the touch of spear and axe fills our hearts with rapture The opening of the cosmic war has begun This is the last battle between gods and men "We have arisen as Horus and sit down as Ptah We are strong as Thoth and mighty as Atum We speak with our mouths in order to seek out our foe They have been given to us and shall not be taken from us" (Taken from The ancient Egyptian Book of the Dead: Spell 11: "Spell for going out against a foe in the realm of the dead") The wrath of the gods is inspired by the shedding of our blood Invoke the violence of the ancients by the rape of our women Upon the throne of genocide we are seated built with the blood of the defeated The inhumanity of man against man is beyond belief

Submitted by Infernal Flame — Apr 26, 2025

Brick by brick this wall will crumble Dust and debris mark our forced enemy Sending up a sign th those inside the wall that their kingdom is soon to fall My armies wait to charge so the enemy knows that it is time to die This pause gives me time to observe the fear in their eyes My armies charge like a gust of wind, the gushing of blood is soon to begin My armies swarm like flies to carrion As I wait behind the lines with my axe in hand All those with fear who try to run, those will be the first to meet my weapon Sending up a sign th those inside the wall that their kingdom is soon to fall My armies wait to charge so the enemy knows that it is time to die This pause gives me time to observe the fear in their eyes My armies charge like a gust of wind, the gushing of blood is soon to begin Heads are chopped flying through the air, a grisly sight of human despair Fountains of blood reach to the sky, a violent display of my might Now they know fear they feel its terrible grip, frozen cold, frozen stiff The awful impression that death is imminent, Can consume a man's soul and leave you lifeless

Submitted by Finntroll — Apr 26, 2025

Blood thirsty axe and sword we flail bodies Chopped and dismembered humans now amputees The flag of our land is blood upon the ground A dead body marks our territory the hands that fought us will turn to dust Severed and collected from the dead and all the hairs from their head Blood thirsty axe and sword we flail bodies Chopped and dismembered humans now amputees The flag of our land is blood upon the ground A dead body marks our territory the hands that fought us will turn to dust Severed and collected from the dead and all the hairs from their head We gather them up and let them rot, then throw them in the pit Let fire cleanse them we chant to the gods as the fire starts to grow Let us feast we chant to the gods as we start to eat We conquerthen dismember the hair and hands we keep We gather then make fire of our dead enemies They suffer we devour now they know who is their king Offer blood offer fire by these means will we conquer

Submitted by Dahmers Fridge — Apr 26, 2025

This is not the punishment for your deeds Rather this is the penance for your convince For the fact that you played the game And attempted to win Now the lids of your eyes are removed You will see the truth I am the creator of the game Your every move plotted out against Every thought you had I read Every stab that you made at my back I saw it... and now... You know that I am God I condemn you woth my hand of holiness The flames of the abyss are burning at your feet I am the Lord of the Pit wicked in my ways I damn you from above and burn you from below Because you are nothing, you have gained no ground You slide down the rungs of the ladder to your salvation Denied from the beginning of existence With my godly powers I gave you hope You wondered where it came from so I broke it You denied my powers as your savior So with my black hand I took your soul and ate it I took your circle of beliefs and burned Then put out the flames and gave you what remained A meaningless pointless life that you flaunt And no-one is deceived when you try to beat me They see inside you The shattered remains of your life

Submitted by Immortal — Apr 26, 2025

Arise legions of the damned I command revenge Hark, the winds of war are howling Turn your other cheek to peace, embrace the slaughter and the glory of war Rituals of fire and slaughter of the lamb are at hand Full throttle warfare speeds through the boundaries of peace Raging rivers of blood crush the last bastion of man Priests in mass pray for war to cease But only meet the rage and steel of the damned The scales never balance, always have they tipped Never in goof favor, never for the weak The horizons alight with fith fire, blackening the sky A trophy sculped in treachery forever mounted amidst our victory Bodies piled in lines, like the dying of a family tree Marks the length and breadth of our depravity As for the rage of men, that would undo the earth one thousand times ten The wolrd becomes their burial, the capital city for life's denial And in the thickening black, the light of the stars the smoke attacks, See the false horizon rise, the burning aftermath of mass genocide

Submitted by Pestilence — Apr 26, 2025

I tread lightly through the night, becoming shadow-like You will hear no sound, no indication that I am there Except for the fear, unexplainable when I am near I will haunt and stalk, before I strike I like to see the paranoia develop into hysteria!!! And the last moment when you are ready to break open I will put my blade unto your throat and watch the bloo like fountains flow!!! I am the storm upon the shores The fire upon the blade And mankind will never find Peace from my campaign When your throat has opened, the bleeding is severe But half the fun of slitting throats is the gurgling you will hear I instincts will take over and you put your hands to your neck Realizing that the warm and wet is the blood RED!!! I am not through yet, but the fountains have peaked, and when you realize That it's useless to scream The desperation inside drives you to survive, panic then attack, fight or flight The lights begin to fade your head becoming heavy And from the loss of blood you will become weary I am the storm upon the shores The snake in your garden And once again I will wilt your flower to demonstrate the power of my resolve My gaze is cold and hard And I could stare for hours at my art Time is of the essence and my presence must go undetected

Submitted by VladTheImpaler666 — Apr 26, 2025

I throw my head back and gaze into the sky Searching for divine protection of my life I'm searching for hope and courage to fight I drop my head and gaze upon the field where the flesh of men from bone is peeled No longer can I contain this fear I charge the field screaming like a maniac The first wave falls as resistance builds to our attack Shells explode men are dashed into the sky, like our hopes to make it out alive Cold machines unforgiving Sweeping fire through our lines They are calibrated to destroy and to defy The heads of men pop like melons, the extremities coarsely severed from tendors I overlook a landscape of blood and blasted earth Drawn by the violence of men who served shell craters early tombs for the deceased Under armed the casualties steadily increase No eulogy for those brave whom to the earth their blood they gave Before these massive weapons that man has made to destroy man Courage is impossible to summon at the sight of these machines Which alone would make the mightest of lions weep The heads of men pop like melons, the extremities coarsely severed from tendors I overlook a landscape of blood and blasted earth Drawn by the violence of men who served shell craters early tombs for the deceased Under armed the casualties steadily increase No eulogy for those brave whom to the earth their blood they gave

Submitted by VladTheImpaler666 — Apr 26, 2025

Our screams will fill the sky and the ravens will fall Our blades will glow from he sun and our armor will flash like lightning We will be like Michael with fiery sword and eyes of wrath The lamenting of our enemies shall become deafening "Let their blood be plentiful", let it pour from the sky like the great deluge Let it be more potent than wine, it's nectar shall intoxicate us We will be incessant and drunk, fighting in a battle-haze Judgement be swift. Our wrath will be fire Let their lies turn into venomous snakes These horrible vipes shall bite their owners Let the poison wind slowly through their veins Let their pain be tenfold the hurt of their false tongues Judgement be swift. Our wrath will be fire The fluid of the body will become like acid Their spit will spoil fertile ground, their semen will destroy the womb of mothers Children will be incinerated upon conception and blood will retaliate against flesh "Let their blood be plentiful", let it pour from the sky like the great deluge Let it be more potent than wine, it's nectar shall intoxicate us We will be incessant and drunk, fighting in a battle-haze Our weapons will rend their diseased skin Our blades will cut their heads from their necks Our hammers will smash their hands and mouths - the tools of their deceit Upon the cries - our songs of war, the clouds will break apart Lightning and storm will hale down, the earth will break apart and shoot up flame Our enemy will be consumed, the end of their days is near

Submitted by Nargaroth — Apr 26, 2025