A Scornful Death

Place your bets for this horrid game Force them back to the hell from where they came Rise and face the oncoming storm With the power to crucify We will not have to justify Why they all have to die I go to war for my godgiven right to always open up my broad jaws And of course the right to hang myself, to cut my wrists, pull the trigger at my head Amoeba Lord, from you we inherited this eternal restlessness Now let us rage like free men Unchain and unleash the disaster in your sons In unbeatable glory – this is the western, white dwarfs It’s not for you to choose Now witness our eternal truth

Submitted by Morgoth — Apr 24, 2025

Who is not a slave? Fourteen billion years have passed and still I must empty myself every night It’s the rage of a million years Green ghouls of a starving past Rasping at the walls I built Invading my home from their nests in the subhuman abyss Liberation reveals its horror Shut the stars down, burn out them all Unbound freedom just mean that you are fed to dogs In this tower I remain, I remain Burn out them all Open wide the cracks in my skull Feed to dogs what you find And fed the dogs to your ghouls

Submitted by Iron_Wraith — Apr 24, 2025

A Rose in violent bloom opens up its deep red tomb and gives birth to a dead, grey heart With inscrutable runes it is scarred The clouds are animals of our childish dreams All men should know that sickness follows glory And with sickness lies the Danish fate We live in medieval times All men will feel that sickness follows glory And sickness is the Danish truth We live in a time of plague A prophet shows his true face and reveals his strange, evil ways Each and every holy soldier roars yearning to lie with his thousand whores The clouds are massacres of our inner doom

Submitted by Morgoth — Apr 24, 2025

Here’s all the bitch that you need All the meat that you can eat The object of all of your sinning Hell, I’m the fucking hole that you shit in No real reason to stick around But every new challenge is a curse Each day it all gets worse Lost but never found I’m waiting for its claws in my flesh Our infant ghost playing in the dark There’s no atonement for what we have done Constant longing has set its final mark There’s a message on the city wall An ill fate awaits us all Here’s my balls for you to cut and keep in your mouth until they rot My guilt and my shame is your crown So this filthy punk will fucking suck you down It was easy to disappear, disappear out of history

Submitted by Warbringer — Apr 24, 2025

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Someone always calls me in my nightmare The voice of salvation Behind these blind walls of rain The bony trees stand black And point their fingers in every direction It’s a wisdom gone insane Lying numb to the beats of machine guns Spitting out rounds of a terrifying song Kept awake by a rapist on the stairway By the shrieking of the mad Always in the company of bad men Once again in a storm of steel Will this be the cleansing of my soul or the revelation of a pig’s fat heart? Fanatics call me in my nightmare Voices of salvation

Submitted by Sexy Gargoyle — Apr 24, 2025

When dogs try to speak… The dissection of cosmos has unveiled the horror that there’s no such thing as crime It’s just the ways of the world There’s no just punishment for these stars that shine The search for what makes us men – not beasts goes on and on But these barking dogs they all pretend – for I know it’s the murderer in all men Rejoice when a relative dies One more chance to fake you’re no murderer We all lie in the same dirty gutters and bark at each other night after night Deep in the primordial ooze which truly is the pits we all descend to dream Murderer Murderer

Submitted by NecroLord — Apr 24, 2025

None of the roads we build lead anywhere And the rivers run without us Time is a chasm in which we are all forgotten All of us but him The devastating nothingness The negation of our dreams The mastermind of our death camp society He is here The murdering unborn The antigod of men He is here A miracle grotesque Our murdering unborn We do as he wants without order Obey the crawling singularity Only visible as mask

Submitted by Cyberwaste — Apr 24, 2025

Faster, faster this death star rides to hide behind the planets and make them collide All we want is for them to know no age on Earth is darker than the next With upturned eyes you lie inside the hyperreal eternity All our longing is born by the dying stars that all race away before our eyes That we will know no other worlds is the last thing we hear from the cosmic vaults They are disappearing No role to play in what we thought was history Naked in the dark – all men hide Set aside in a chamber in eternity None of what you’ve done is real Only the tales we’ve been told make sense to us while the Earth does not exist Quaking as a meaningless abortion Born to be killed by a repulsive force A million worlds disappear from us

Submitted by Morgoth — Apr 24, 2025