Congregating the Sick

I stab you in the back To release you from your pain You'll prefer to be dead When the hacking begins I thrive on human flesh I'm autopsy obsessed The sickness taking over The urge is here again I seek out the well fed They give more flesh when dead I thrive on human flesh I'm autopsy obsessed Autopsy obsessed I need another body Autopsy obsessed, obsessed by flesh I stab you in the back To release you from your pain You'll prefer to be dead When the hacking begins I thrive on human flesh I'm autopsy obsessed

Submitted by Lake of Tears — Apr 25, 2025

Decaying life And the stench that breeds Rotting corpses dwell inside this tomb There is no way out Submerged in the rot You will soon become one with the dead Morbid reflections Ways of the dead Sickened lives cast into hell Morbid reflections Of the undead Rancid horrors The decomosing arise Searching for the living to feed their hunger Morbid reflections Of the undead Breeding the filth of the undead The lingering sickness forever goes on The spawn of the dead alive Feasting on your soul Morbid sickness Inside your soul Undead craving swallows you whole Decaying life And the stench that breeds Rotting corpses dwell inside this tomb There's no way out Submerged in the rot You will soon become one with the dead Morbid reflections Of the undead

Submitted by NecroGod — Apr 25, 2025

Drained from the fluids of life Drying as you're dying Blood is no more flowing It resides inside my jars Drained from your scars I'm bleeding you dry Coughing nothing but air No fluids in your system Mummified while still alive Is what you'll suffer Drained from your scars I'm bleeding you dry I bleed you dry And feel you die The life I take from you is the ultimate high Nothing slows the drainage From your open veins No use in crying as tears are drained Drained from the fluids of life Drying as you're dying Blood is no more flowing It resides inside my jars Drained from your scars I'm bleeding you dry

Submitted by Corpse Grinder — Apr 25, 2025

From cathedral spires We rull our filthy hordes Sickening wolves in sheepsclothes Come to mass and give Your souls and flesh This is rape for a cause Kneel for me As I breed my sickness in you Prey on the innocent This is our agenda Defiling the young to make them into us Come to mass and give Give your soul and flesh This is rape for a cause Congregation of the sick Congregation of the foul Spawning the soulless To feed our needs Feating the weak to quench our hunger Congregation of the sick Congregation of the foul Kneel for me As I breed my sickness in you

Submitted by Infernal Flame — Apr 25, 2025

Six feet under Trapped inside a coffin Clawing to get out Unheard screams echoes inside Dead to the world Inside my tomb There is nothing but darkness Deep down below Where I dwell in suffering Decaying slowly Infested by sickness Forgotten by the living I'm rotting alive Preumed dead and gone Still I'm breathing Laid to rest But still not dead Six feet under Trapped inside a coffin Clawing to get out Unheard screams echoes inside Dead to the world Decaying slowly Infested by sickness Forgotten by the living I'm rotting alive

Submitted by Sexy Gargoyle — Apr 25, 2025

Maggots in my head Feeding though I'm not quite dead To fester on my flesh Their one and sole objective Festering on my dying flesh Maggots Maggots fucking maggots Submurged in filth Their bodies worm their way inside Drenched in rancid discharge Slwoly I am eaten Festering on my dying flesh Maggots Maggots fucking maggots Nothing slows their progress Into my decaying brain Feeding on my death Choking my last gasping breath Maggots in my head Feeding though I'm not quite dead To fester on my flesh Their one and sole objective Festering on my dying flesh Maggots Maggots fucking maggots

Submitted by Infernal Flame — Apr 25, 2025

Fierce determination To nail the black robed liars Crucifix spells 666 Bolted to the cross Mourning the loss Worms Inside your coffin Eating your rotting soul Defaced disfigured cremated Only ashed remain Embedded in your remnats of dust The cross you wore to praise your lord Your days of molestation Has gone away No one hears your cries Repent your deeds as you slowly die Fierce determination To nail the black robed liars Crucifix spells 666 Bolted to the cross Mourning the loss Worms Inside your coffin Eating your rotting soul

Submitted by Morgoth — Apr 25, 2025

Awake in silence The world has gone Retching as lungs inhale the air of this crypt You know you're not dead Still you're here rotting Is this a dream Not dead but buried So many ways Into the grave You have walked them all and now it's all to end You know you're not dead Still you're here rotting Is this a dream Not dead but buried Not dead but buried Damned forever Not dead but buried and rotting alive This is your home A crypt of slime Feeding the worms until it's time again to die You know you're not dead Still you're here rotting Is this a dream Not dead but buried

Submitted by Warbringer — Apr 25, 2025

Infested with dcay Laying rotting and dead Screaming out from inside the Tombs you dwell Here inside your resting place Worms will eat from off your face The crawling never ends You will learn That the crawling never ends Riddled with pussing boils You are food for the vermin Your flesh once so alive now in decay Here inside your resting place Worms will eat from off your face They breed inside your carcass Waiting to be born They feed from off your flesh Here inside your resting place Worms will eat from off your face The crawling never ends You will learn That the crawling never ends

Submitted by Dahmers Fridge — Apr 25, 2025