Strength in Numbers

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Lying in wait Awaiting the resurrection Fueled by an undying conviction Of a prime number force Horde, crawling Legion, rising Attack at my command For everyone lost Another demon Spreads its wings The swarm will be our savior A final war Strength in numbers Everlasting slumber War, the final phase Of human contact Empathy erased where life runs Cheap Horde, crawling Legion, rising Attack at my command For everyone lost Another demon Spreads its wings The swarm will be our savior A final war Strength in numbers Eternal slumber Strength in numbers A final war

Submitted by VladTheImpaler666 — Apr 25, 2025

It starts as whispers Once loud it makes your kingdom fall Your castle of lies now crumbles The world rejoice in watching you crawl You know this shit will hang you Yet you still bend the truth Some more lies to help you Tighten the noose! It's easy to make a deal If you're not the one paying the price But you made a mistake A rat better watch what it says to a snake You know this shit will hang you Yet you still bend the truth Some more lies to help you Tighten the noose! You have enough rope to hang you! You have enough rope to hang you!

Submitted by The Void — Apr 25, 2025

Hate, burning deep within Like embers in a funeral pyre Defeat, a mind ablaze Guilt speaks through the wicked I pray To bring me home Bury me down below Where no one can hear me scream Bury me down below This is the end Unless you're taken, come with me Take my hand, I will make you see Revelation, in a needle Subjugation of the spirit I pray To bring me home Bury me down below Where no one can hear me scream Bury me down below This is the end This is the end This is the end This is the end This is the end

Submitted by Warbringer — Apr 25, 2025

Staring down into the abyss Plunging deeper and deeper I will make your nightmares Come true I am the reaper I've come to leave my mark I'll make you feel what's real I've come to leave my mark It's time to rise or fall Picking up the pieces Of a shattered existence Like a wolf Among you mortals You never senses a thing I've come to leave my mark I'll make you feel what's real I've come to leave my mark It's time to rise or fall One by one You watch them fall No way out Lay it all to waste I've come to leave my mark I'll make you feel what's real I've come to leave my mark It's time to rise or fall In the end, all we built Will come falling down Falling down Like a house of cards One by one Will come falling down One by one Will come falling down

Submitted by Pestilence — Apr 25, 2025

As the truth hits me Like a bullet to the face Turns out life means nothing When a heart is cold I could use a little pain To fill the empty void, the hole I feel inside Seems like everything I do, just ain’t enough Thrown aside, like a piece who lost its place? A noisome life, stained by guilt For those I thought I left behind Trust is my sinking stone In this ocean of filth Dirty lies now fill my lungs They make it easier to breath I rip my skin with my fingers Drive nails down deep in my soul In my head where they linger Can someone please take my demons for a walk? Will it ever end? I need some rest This life is doing me in Relentless hunger, endless pain The supply will always be my demand Trust is my sinking stone In this ocean of filth Dirty lies now fill my lungs They make it easier to breath I rip my skin with my fingers Drive nails down deep in my soul In my head where they linger Can someone please take my demons for a walk? This is a means to an end This is a means to an end In my head where they linger I have come to take my demons away I rip my throat with my fingers We all have our means to an end This is a means to an end This is a means to an end

Submitted by Morgoth — Apr 25, 2025

The martyrs have fallen Never to rise again A new dawn breaks All that remains, are the monuments The masters dethroned Now withering with the sands of time Casting their shadows All that remains are the monuments In a world of hate, the fallen, the heroes, the weak All forgotten, now monoliths of the damned Storm clouds gathering The old decrees falls like hailstones Awaiting the slow burn sunset Revocate the old beliefs A day of death and dying conviction All that remains are the monuments Spoils of war The leaders, the outcasts, the pure All forgotten, now monoliths of the damned

Submitted by Cyberwaste — Apr 25, 2025