Cimmerian

What makes you think you're so fucking special? You trademark-wearing parasite superbitch When your so called standards are merely fake, yeah! You identity-seeking bloodsucking witch With twisted perspectives for guidance you search Can't you see something's wrong with this picture? Problem is you’re too drunk with the urge Your need of being somebody fictitious Trendmade bitch - rip-off whore You make me wanna fucking puke Trendmade niche - fashion war You motherfucking copying crook Just by looking at you I know your type You're a "want me to spread my legs" bitch I've seen you before 'cause you keep coming back Just why won't you keep off my pitch? Trendbrainwashed bitch!

Submitted by MetalElf — Apr 24, 2025

Black at heart Full of fucking affliction The purest of all evil's in me Sacred ash Nothing but an addiction Just how I set my enmity free White dressed face Razor blade's my religion Tipping tombstones over's my kind of fun Won't say grace I'm a sucker for woodlands I love to turn my cross upside down Behind trees I hide In snow-white forest pride I'm one with all that interlinks us to the other side Grim as Hell Shedding blood in the moonlight On both my arms the blade leaves its scars Can't you tell It is almost at midnight The time of day our portal unbars Night in candle flames Things won't be the same again, never ever Night in candle flames What is yet to be is now and forever

Submitted by johnmansley — Apr 24, 2025

Cannot shuffle off this self-destruction Eating my long-sufferance away Crawling in the ashes of submission Knee-deep in substantial decay Life's like ice that holds, but still won't carry Destined, swallowing the bitter pill Sadly it's always the same old story No use sowing what you cannot till I've tried so hard to get by on my own to find a way But every time I end up clutching at straws What can I say? I guess I just have to submit to my fate as things go There is no point in indulging in hope when you're Down at zero Off the beaten track the entries narrow Making it much harder not to fail May be that, but life only lies fallow Weighing anchor, ready to set sail

Submitted by NecroLord — Apr 24, 2025

Bastard-fuck, you feeble low-life What the hell are you trying to pull? Master of the prodigal disaster In for a penny, in for a pound Can't you see it's bringing you down Stabbing you like a dagger in the back Misanthropical apathy Oh yeah, it's gonna get you boy Why do I feel so alone When I know you're always by my side Please say that you're my friend At least let me keep my pride Self-inflicted "24 H" living hell Seven night suicide come-down "Pals for life," concluded contract with the Devil But will you endure the performance to the bitter end? Gone too far, not being able to return Gravestate injuries rotting you whole 100% consumption of requirements Smothered in blood by tragedy Lifeless I am running Without any real goals For rainy days of dying A dried-out source set course Terminal-vein art life-eating injection Mental murder in the first degree Self-destruction now has access to your mind Your world's a disease no man can ever cure Another grave unflowered, another grave disowned Bloodsuckers dancing upon where you belong Roots never meant to be cut are grown back together Crimson is their colour - blood by tragedy

Submitted by Pestilence — Apr 24, 2025

They were all a part of my great masterplan Characters inside my head unable to take a stand I did them a good turn, for all I care Although I may have left their loved ones in despair It's all the same to me now It doesn't really matter what will come I might as well just close my eyes And face what I have done Don't know where it started, don't know where it ends The more I try to see things clearly, the less it all Makes sense They've put me off my stride but still I struggle For all involved is the grief that's shared a grief Made double Clenched fists and immense convulsion Once the curtain falls Then silence spreads across the room Set to take its course Day of retribution, at last the clouds disperse Remember what they say Who evil does, he evil fares!

Act of warfare; the ultimate strategy Belligerent dark projection Sowing the seeds of insanity Genocide - disclosure Deflower this world at any cost the candle's burning at both ends What is forever has already been lost Cannot keep this world from dying There is no point in even trying... Put them out - for all time Yet it's not too late Masterminds or simply madmen? Inventors that discreate! ...So (just) let the bombshells rain Yeah, let them fuckers rain

Submitted by MetalElf — Apr 24, 2025

Came so close I just had to feel it Before it slipped through my hands A future built under re-construction Only to run out in sand With eternity being nothing but a mere shadow of its Former self, fallen into the arms of failure I can no longer alter my once given dreams The one's told knowing just as I Virtue of insanity - suicide humanity Zyklon B or an A-bomb spree What difference does it make? When the future ain't what it used to be We're failing for Gods sake! Forever felt so close, yet so far away There are no future strings left to pull And as I lie here thinking under the magnificent oak of time I can finally see the unseen before my closed eyes The world is full of wonders however greatest of them all is man across thee grey whipped sea Caused by a wintery southwind storm She navigates the perilous journey in the breakers rage And Mother Earth, foremost of gods The persistent and unflagging Endlessly searching the fields of euphoria Turning the earth with the help from horses What is future is epilogue

Submitted by Corpse Defiler — Apr 24, 2025

Slipping away, out of the sight Well, be that as it may A tragical turn, setting it right Just leaves it all to burn Will not last, won't let alone How could this come to pass Time and again, what has been sown, now ends Cannot change the way things are Even if I wanted to I don't know which way to turn As well as what to do After all is said and done What will be, guess time will tell Don't know if I can fall any further Perhaps it's just as well Now that I've sunk this deep Once it's gone, out of the way The race against time is on Send it all forth, carry the day Just let things take their course Put under pledge, can't make known The thin end of the wedge As sure as fate, these seeds have been sown too late I never thought that I would be the one down on my Knees for you But sometimes things don't turn out quite the way you Want them to

Submitted by Nargaroth — Apr 24, 2025