Ritualistic Plague (Evangelical Death Apotheosis)
Veritatem dicam: <br/> Quam nemo audebit prohibitere!!<br/> <br/> Die!!<br/> <br/> Crawling on decaying ground<br/> Hiding like the foolish cowards<br/> Let them die with their hypocrisy in place, <br/> We call world.<br/> <br/> Burn the place<br/> Without chance of uprising.<br/> <br/> Following the voice of fools<br/> Strutting in the depths of naivety<br/> Let them drown, they shouldn't live<br/> Pain is inevitable<br/> Death will win!<br/> <br/> Hate it, slay it, fucking world.<br/> Destroy!! Burn the place without chance of uprising<br/> <br/> Hate them, kill them.<br/> Weaklings, die!!!<br/> But their remains on these damned lands.<br/> <br/> Arising from burial ashes<br/> Devoting our black lifes<br/> Without lie, who all one's might<br/> Fight with them, elite hordes!<br/> For the justice of real sacrednesses.
Submitted by Grave666 — Jun 21, 2026
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There are only thoughts, only they are the transformation of the existence into the energy phantom of the previous being, onto the non-existence.<br/> <br/> Fear of the darkness and death created the worship of death. Kills and destroys for all eternity can be of the non-existence. Rouse it from torpor, from stagnation the place of rest, in the place of the highest act. There, they leave the hole burned in the time and space.<br/> <br/> Touch of the previous. Drenched from the death embrace. I just will understand your experience. Like in the insanity, to live, to death, to eternity. Fell their touch.<br/> <br/> Eternity lies in burned flaws, in space, in the imprints, in the ash. Without death, wouldn't be life. Suicidal current would sweep of everything that exists. Worship of death, wouldn't be dogmas. Human being made up the gods to facilitate the death, began to worship them, he began to worship death. With to suppress inside, to forget about it, cold callousness, which laid bare.<br/> <br/> Decay of religion to self destruction, worship ritualistic plague. Death take people's hope, religion take your fear. Religion worships life. Religion prepares to death. We are death. We are death and we worship death. Only dying is worth of listen to.
Submitted by Grave666 — Jun 21, 2026
Bloodbath, death, torment…<br/> Death, torment, hell…<br/> Reign of Chaos, rules of terror, crushing resistance<br/> Revitalize sacrifice, rise to pain, rise to end<br/> Emerge from the majesty of the night, free possessed souls<br/> Conquer all feelings to show no mercy!<br/> Appearing shadow killing the pitiful light<br/> Losing senses taking to whirl of hatred…<br/> Stand as one, satiated by power of darkness<br/> With no fear and indifference – call for blood<br/> Let it surround all black hearts… the right path will be known<br/> The truth will be disclosed – the feeling of burning inside<br/> Flame of mortal live will never fade, now… reveal the unknown<br/> Rise your thoughts, rise your heart to face the unholy truth<br/> RISE!!!<br/> Killing, murdering, plundering it is the lust…<br/> Mourning, begging, complaining – your destiny<br/> Crawling, weeping, shuddering with your fear<br/> Destroying, torturing, butchering – the lust for blood!!!<br/> You must be in agony!<br/> Who the hell you think you are…<br/> Just common carcass – just another scum<br/> No, no fucking peace, the end is near<br/> Bend your head – it's time to die!<br/> Eternal damnation – no chance for you – die!<br/> Fields are full of your weak bodies<br/> Dark fog over them, burned skin, burned bones<br/> Terrifying genocide, calling for death<br/> We are coming into being to defeat, to exterminate<br/> Lust – blood and ashes of the deceased<br/> Deceptive silence – forthcoming cruelty<br/> We rose, faith of evil with us<br/> Your shades will vanish and never reveal!<br/> Stand as one, satiated by power of darkness<br/> With no fear and indifference – call for blood<br/> No, no fucking peace the end is near<br/> Bend your head – it's time to die.<br/> Eternal damnation – no chance for you – die!
Submitted by Grave666 — Jun 21, 2026
You are meant for being beheaded<br/> Hanged and gutted<br/> I impose you rules of blood<br/> Strength and terror<br/> Your habits won't be changed you<br/> Will be still the thoughtless mass<br/> Of hubris<br/> Common bugs, herd of downed<br/> Animals, clinged in chains<br/> <br/> You don't have your own will you<br/> Have no right to live<br/> You are meant to serve you are<br/> Borned to die.<br/> You will hang on the standards<br/> Of the new god bathed in blood<br/> <br/> Coronation of the new god<br/> <br/> All weaklings and degenerized will die<br/> On the pyres of the burned <br/> For the glory of my name<br/> Coronation of the new god<br/> <br/> Fall to ones knees the new power is rising<br/> Vexilla regis prodount, inferni<br/> <br/> New fate plugged in putrid<br/> Light in the fog and flames<br/> I put on the crown of your<br/> Desires destroying and spitting on them<br/> <br/> Procession of the new god<br/> New reigns in blood<br/> New religion of the death<br/> Contempt and intolerance<br/> All diseases all plagues all tears<br/> All sins in reigns of the new god<br/> New god with their unmerciful laws<br/> On the throne of skulls<br/> On the throne of your skulls
Submitted by Grave666 — Jun 21, 2026
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Madness with narcotic halos direct humanoid bunch of fear and weakness. You won't recognize fear, to sever the anxiety of the phantom which possesses you. You live in one's sleep towards hell of your rotten. All blessed. On your neck hang for the glory of your insanity. A hermaphroditic goat.<br/> <br/> Look into the old men's skull. Possess your conjurers in them. Death is your way to the nothingness and the abyss. Choke your breath over the daud of the syphilitic uterus (with) pathogenic semen. And transformed into putrid living flock of dead pigeons. Tore wings with hair and veins of your dead opponents. Cut now bodies and aggregate wings. You and your enemies are absorbed by the same virus. Nothing and "no-one" subject you to the host. You always die alone.<br/> <br/> Worship tapeworm with all your decomposed mind. Everything vanish cold wall. Dampness and mould cover your bodies wretched from the continuum. It is your one dimension. Transcend total state of being. Frustrating emptiness emanates schizophrenic breath at the moment of transition. Grasp your ropes and crawl through the darkness into the depths, through the hourglass, claustrophobic bristles of our real values… your real agony.
Submitted by Grave666 — Jun 21, 2026
Statues with hollow eyes, crosses with burnt bodies remains and ashes, all saints, are dead. There is no your heaven, there is only hell, your dogmas, sacrednesses are dead, dead are your bowels.<br/> <br/> The biggest flaw of your kind are your thoughts, your thoughts kill you all, your thoughts will bring you in the rotten coffin, in the mortuus evangelium.<br/> <br/> They've been living and they still live, they awake between groans, between their hanged for eternal life. Open your eyes in the midst of pale bones, they know all answers among choir of the lost illusions, seize phantom by the hand grasp their singing… their gospel…<br/> <br/> Deep-rooted groans, screams tales – t is your heaven, your saviours decaying close to you, only things are eternal. <br/> <br/> Appear beneath the surface see the dance of the deads, the spirits. The times in the midst of fog together, with wind.
Submitted by Grave666 — Jun 21, 2026