Viimeinen vitutus

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The praise of living corpses smell the stench of rotting flesh Strangled by their murdering hands nails that went deeper by every world Misanthropy never fades forever burning black a raven heart The stain of flesh, that should never here enraged by communion of blinded one See through them enslavement of their faith controlling cloned gods with righteous tyranny Spreading the disease by their hypocrite prayers deeds of bastard society the lies that bind chains of weakness and prove this human vanity Sickening scorn of their blindness and all that breed from their slime betrayal in heresy of infected masses paradox of the eternal life Crasping claws of pestilence, bloody hands of human plague twiste world of lies and deceit See through them their poisoned dreams spreading the disease by hypocrite prayers See through them enslavement if their faith deceiving illusion of bastard society paradox of the vacuum

Submitted by VladTheImpaler666 — Apr 24, 2025

Unearthly from... vivid scenes beyond this world the reign of blackest truth trapped in a cadaver Deep in the abyss if the soul The energy of power... universal the capture of flesh in the prison of carcass awaiting to float in divine vacuum Diabolical insanity... peaceful madness nihilistic way of self destruction ...rebellion, retribution... murder of spiritual perfection Grave of the mind, flesh surround with grasping claws inner dimension in which desolation hold no boundaries... Hellfire within dominating the grace and the soul drawn to emptiness The enigma of the fallen, mysterious black inferno dreaming benighted and breathing the dusk... The call of carnival ones... requiem of suffering and pain and the soul dream to nothingness... of a fiery vortex Infernal wrath for the poisoned flesh misanthropic way of self destruction ...floating somewhere between darkness and light... in the empty room of nowhere The trail promise of life a wish to enter the other side where invincible chaos embrace the existence To dwell no longer in a restless dream... trapped no longer in a rotting cadaver...

Submitted by Finntroll — Apr 24, 2025

Year 1939 winter seems to be colder than before Somehere there where the blood stain the snow thousand shadows slowly start to fall Screams fill the anxious air,screams of anguish and pain As the bullets burn and rip the flesh -fierce agony that makes insane Year 1939 the line of fire is raging in the eastern border Invasion of the red force striking with sound of weapons Battlefields covered in blood and thousand corpses horrid scenes of war come clear as hell They wake as the morning brought the sun slowly creeping throught the moments in night of death and grief,alone in silence the enemy create strong conflict when darkness fell over trenches with freezing chill And bloodshed visions strike clear with pain this winter is colder than before As misery conquers,while blood fall to the snow these lands will sleep in mourning and sorrow Grievance will come and death embrace the dying ones in glory and honour to die for fatherland Time never fades the blood of heroes while horrid scenes of war come clear as hell Year 1939 when the line of fire was raging in the eastern border In bloodshed visions from the frontlines battlefields covered by corpses ...somewhere there where the winds blew cold

Submitted by SerpentEve — Apr 24, 2025

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I felt dead, as the rain fell from the sky through that this is the end, that my time has come... But there were something... a whisper in the darkness a voice from the mist of night... Breathing cold yet so warm through my heart... singing to me songs of despair and grievance... like the winds hum with the blaze of sorrow and kissing my wounds that were bleeding... ...in the silent embrace of nightly chill through the mist I saw my childhood fading... and though, the fire in my soul has died long ago before my last breath... I live my life again... ...and the night spoke to me, words of death wept with me thousand blood red tears... and though I didn't know what to say... I realized all we are alive when we fade away... ...sadness fell so heave on my heart... as I looked upon this world for the last time... One moment of hope passed my heart as I left all behind... as pale without Remembrance of the fire in my soul had died long ago... Still I left one moment of purity... as I realized the beauty of death and sorrow

Submitted by MetalElf — Apr 24, 2025

Born in a time of propaganda order to the sanctum of serpents and vortex of lies Born to be a slave for the righteous system crawling like a maggot in this sweet human plague Taught to swallow all they spit feeding the gods of the worms... Primitive roles of high education learning to destroy yourself... Suffocated by hypocrite morals forced to followe their fucked up dirrection ...just what the hell is going on... their world is our hace... We dont need their lies we dont need thair bastard game They are not a justified... to make us do their slime... We are not blind to obey your meat hook jesus we dont follow your damn rules... Cant you see we are not slaves for your system Cant you see we want swallow our pride... We dont need their lies we dont need their bastard game Not part of their social world ...we dont give a fuck...

Submitted by BloodShrine — Apr 24, 2025

Like pathetic worms we crawl through the scorched earth Searching for our fallen souls from the deserts of propaganda Our inner selves devoured by illusion of murdering greed Somewhere bleeding in the twisted nails of earths voulture breed Distant smile in a bloodstained mirror, waiting destruction overhead to Come... Human plague that we breathe Deciderium prosequitor amicorum O quantum est i rebus inane For it is a dream of the end Of darkness and eternity Perfect desolation Life that disapered from it's form Everlasting void in never fading vacuum Total emptiness... The supreme of death In gasmasked earth predition We buried our corpses to the dunes of nothingness

Submitted by Warbringer — Apr 24, 2025

Pan demonic playground... the syndrome is now in apocalyptic horror nihilistic and bittersweet... cloned for corruption Grim reptile of terror and violence preachers amen of deprivement and submission... Pan demonic playground... nuclear warfare is now on childrens game the order of mission for the cult of domination... Dust clouds of a vortex... explode like a lucifer sun and your beloved saviour spit upon your pitiful cries... ...so do you claim now to be jesus christ... nameless for all seven deadly sins ...so do you now deny all depressive views down to earth... just what the hell... just what the fuck... ...so are you now the cancer... wolf among the sheep in killing greed... ...suffocated by deception, for the pleasure of torture rather rule in hell than serve in heaven... ...so we can say that we are well damned so we can say know that the end is closer... So we can say that we dont give a shit so we can easily blow our brains out... God plays a idol... and devil find work for idle hands everything just lost itself except apathy... So now you can see your beloved jesus christ hand in hand with satan... both dead, playing foolish games... ...who cares, we all are dead... the race of Armageddon millennium...

Submitted by Grave666 — Apr 24, 2025

a misanthropic dream of great isolation so cold from inside... desperate and agonized In one moment I saw this all withering felt how this world of shit fell down... In one moment I saw this vanity dying felt every warm breath fade away... ...and I saw them grieving without emotion I saw them horrified for all they submit... Yet, never crying for whom theyre grieving ...so weak in the chains of all thats human... As long as we are in flesh and blood life never own a true meaning... and why you ever believe so blindly that someday things could be fine... In one moment I saw all greed turn so emptiness felt how this deceiving illusion vanished away... In one moment... clarity... Felt how thw world bled its crimson tears...

Submitted by Lake of Tears — Apr 24, 2025