Bloodwork: Techniques of Torture
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Kissing your smooth blue lips correct With my hands tight around your neck Your eyes once so bright now dead Staring blindly in your head Techniques of torture; Tyranny total supremacy [Lead: Marcus Lundberg] Profanation of a body so divine Mistreating it as it was mine Humiliation of your empty soul Piercing your mind no self control Techniques of torture; Tyranny total supremacy Blood drenched in violent acts Ripping your skin and burning flesh Rape murder becomes art in slavery And your labour gives me supremacy Techniques of torture; Tyranny total supremacy
Submitted by Corpse Grinder — Apr 25, 2025
Ruled by emotions, clouded perception Emotionless perspective doesn’t exist All these feelings burning inside Getting hold on me, takes control This world is… Faceless, blind, ruthless, cold Regain control, logical revolution Thoughts collide, escalation Next level of pain…comes alive [Lead: Kristoffer Andersson / Marcus Lundberg] Self-inflicted torture of the mind Physical lies, deeds of the flesh Cancer fed feelings dressed in black Cancer fed thought feel the tumours grow This world is… Faceless, blind, ruthless, cold Regain control, logical chaos Evaluate euphoria, decrease Next level of lies, dormant, calm Breathing diseases walking upright Death of all mankind is my religion Acts of fools echoes in the past and paints the future No hope for me, my mind is blank This world is… Faceless, blind, ruthless, cold Regain control, logical evolution Next level of pain… comes alive
Submitted by VladTheImpaler666 — Apr 25, 2025
Chosen as my tender victim Twisting by the pain inflicting Bestial appetites to sate, As flesh and steel I mate Twist the blade & blood is pouring from the torso Twist the blade; the sliver man I am I wanna feel your body breaking When the life from you I’m taking You were an easy prey Under my genial blade Living out a life of decadence Without any thought of consequence So be it on our headstone Which cut deep down to the bone Chosen as my tender victim Twisting by the pain inflicting Bestial appetites to sate, As flesh and steel I mate Twist the blade & blood is pouring from the torso Twist the blade; the sliver man I am [Lead: Marcus Lundberg] [Lead: Kristoffer Andersson] I wanna feel your body breaking When the life from you I’m taking You were an easy prey Under my genial blade
Submitted by Nargaroth — Apr 25, 2025
An emotional devastation For you to swallow Slide down the walls of fury To reach deep down inside Come greet me crawlers, Come hail me swallowers Grasp and claw for your being Feel the dirt become you Lay yourself down in my world Slowly turn your eyes away Reap the fearless empty Empty for life eternally Your pain is not yours It’s just for you to hold Come greet me crawlers, Come hail me swallowers [Lead: Marcus Lundberg] Come greet me crawlers, Come hail me swallowers Grasp and claw for your being Feel the dirt become you Lay yourself down in my world Slowly turn your eyes away
Submitted by Warbringer — Apr 25, 2025
[Lead: Marcus Lundberg] A strong antipathy towards your life Connected and bound to an inside strife An infantile mind inside a vivid head Meeting my will and soon you’ll be dead Blood and torture – walking hand in hand Our Hellnation – despise the promised land You feel your presence, feel you’re so alive Isn’t it ironic when you’re about to die Lying carved up on your nightmare bed Crawling in blood when I’m dissecting your head Blood and torture – walking hand in hand Our Hellnation – despise the promised land Fantasies of penetrating knifes Blessing all your Christian lies Die for our sins, and we sin even more Blessed are the dead, you Christian whore Blood and torture – waling hand in hand Our Hellnatin – despise the promised land [Lead: Marcus Lundberg]
Submitted by Infernal Flame — Apr 25, 2025
I carve my restless knife in me, and swallow the fear of my fate You never thought my intentions were indulgences of an unexplored hate A thrilling set of pungent emotions have awoken my slumbering need Come to be the Death-Marquise’s victim, let my instruments make you bleed Sick and twisted acts of depravity; obedience under impulsive decision Crimson stains the periphery, minimal resistance from the opposition With a destructive rationale beside, your transparent skin turns blue, We are so cold when you are dead, so are the objects I’ve placed in your Blood splattered angel; molested with blades My catharsis, and my muse; wrapped in plastic Scrape the dead of my loving lips and take the obscene further Caress the blood, from a subjective mannequin; of this unseen murder Acts of passion, dreams fulfilled; you weren’t given any choice The vital spark in your eyes is gone, my desperation stole your voice Blood spattered angels; molested with blades My catharsis, and my muse; wrapped in plastic [Lead: Marcus Lundberg] Wash the blood away from the hands of deeds, and let the petrol flow Watch the flies fight about the tiny that’s not buried 6 ft. below Perversions turns to ashes, after I’ve sacrificially enlit a fire All is gone but an empty soul, there are no more traces of my sick desire Blood spattered angel; molested with blades My catharsis, and my muse; wrapped in plastic Your god is dead, but I am alive…
Submitted by Grave666 — Apr 25, 2025
Naked, bloody bodies in a variety of Twisted poses, strewn about… Naked models, spattered with profane red Veins are pumping, blood is pissing No interests in the life you’re missing Blood drenched torture, acts of knives Extravagant murder, the taking of lives Convulsive actors mutilated and dead Shred their flesh, blood must be shed Sublime, murderous bloodbath Bleeding works of art Just a canvas to paint-in barren decadence [Lead: Kristoffer Andersson] Play with the insides, drill and grind All the creative ways, only you can find Peel his face, suck his eyeballs dry Make them crawl in their own blood, Make them wanna die… Sublime, murderous bloodbath Bleeding works of art Just a canvas to paint-in barren decadence
Submitted by BloodShrine — Apr 25, 2025
An atmosphere of deadly pain Extinguish the fire that drives my soul Slow apathy is spreading through my brain Redeeming me as death takes hold Blindfolded by suicidal thoughts; The wolf leader is now the stalked… Intentions of torture tingle my spine, Primal feeding on the multitudes of death A dead body lying next to mine Primitive instinct – a passion for flesh Blindfolded by suicidal thoughts The wolf leader is now the stalked… [Lead: Marcus Lundberg] Blindfolded by suicidal thoughts; The wolf leader is now the stalked… Hour by hour, the strings snaps inside Reason upset into examine my death Length of a second to take my own life Time growing shorter with every regret Blindfolded by suicidal thoughts; The wolf leader is now the stalked…
Submitted by Sexy Gargoyle — Apr 25, 2025
[Lead: Marcus Lundberg] This isn’t a way to be a martyr, to manifest my pain Maybe it’s one of life’s great demands, to go down the drain No one told me it would be self-destructive just to care One thing this fucking world will never be is; fair See the light in the end of the pipe Enter the realms of suicide paradise Dead is the value of your name The vanity of living is your pain Can’t hold the rage when the truth is shed Mission naïve; saving a world that’s already dead Consumed democracy returns a socialist regime Political correctness, makes you see what to believe Religion, media, politics streaming… Schizoid world orders screaming! See the light in the end of the pipe Enter the realms of suicide paradise Dead is the value of your name The vanity of living is your pain [Lead: Marcus Lundberg] A perception of incompetence; the blind leading insanity Exhausted by frustrations, it leads to complete anarchy Insecurity for social hierarchy drives reason to extremes All that’s left of value; is to die a painful death, it seems Religion, media, politics streaming… Schizoid world orders screaming!
Submitted by VladTheImpaler666 — Apr 25, 2025