The True Protagonist

Vi spørger de faldne til råds Og lader de sårede lide Et nederdrægtigt slag er tabt Og tid vil skære kødet dybt Men hvis lyset brænder Det sande jeg er nyt Og moderkagen endelig størknet De forbandede og de sårbare Renser uforskyldte sår... De fortabte vil famle i blinde Mens de forvitrer år for år Send mit legeme til mit barndomshjem Og lad verden gå sin gang Mådehold, pligt og retfærdighed Er den fortabte borgers rettergang Mens den sovende vogters embede Kvæles I tandhjulenes knusende empati Vi står med afstand til hinanden I rækker af rådden eufori Intens og kvalm Et afkast af din sjælefred Tag din plads I køen til offerhøjen Hvor dit fortyndede blod vil sprøjte ned Det er slet ikke hvad jeg havde ventet af tilværelsen og livet Hvordan skal jeg tilpasse mine drømme Og er mit håb om storhed berettiget Nu vil jeg spidse den sidste tand jeg har Og forsone mig med fordærvet føde Leve med dybe sår på dybe ar Og mærke min krop indvendigt bløde Hvad fanden blander du dig for kig indad og se Du presser mig, du presser mig Forblød - forblød - forbløde De forbandede og de sårbare renser Uforskyldte sår...

Submitted by Morgoth — Apr 24, 2025

Yeah! As the parties collide Huah! The true protagonist is left behind The barber swings his rusty cutting tool Bloodstained postiche on the woven cloth And the mob goes wild Immortal demons shine through a milk white froth So-to-be consistent, to walk the cutting edge Huah! Hang your guts from the leathers ledge Easy meat Appreciated by the less of human beings Cut the meat A full religious retreat The barber swings his rusty cutting tool Bloodstained postiche on the woven cloth And the mob goes wild Immortal demons shine through a milk white froth Easy meat Appreciated by the less of human beings Cut the meat Stripped without consent Yeah! Systematic campaign of abuse Huah! Demands retaliation for the clamped For the clamped

Submitted by Nargaroth — Apr 24, 2025

Irrelevant love Detached and lenient Straight from the cradle to the pit You should endorse the simple violence of scold Moral terror Let judgement brutally and truly unfold Irrelevant love Recognize the anger I am warfare, I am blind There's a darkness hauling my limps I am less of a man than before I was born Sobbing with the venomous king Ethical abash Unethical thrash I got blood Lots of blood I move in the shadows and all I see is red Blood! Trapped in blood Cloud the sun and let me bleed out The streets are foxholes full of murderers With black flags displaying their fear Come on! Fix your bayonets The real hate is present and near! Ethical abash Unethical thrash Deprivation seems to motivate Fornication ease the bursting hate

Submitted by Corpse Grinder — Apr 24, 2025

An abortion of bonds All bones are liquid You swallow your amputated scrotum The reproductive structure Of bone dust and chalk falling off in flakes They see your weakness Accept that is was never about anything But violent fornication we are all gods I bring nothing to the table Sacrificially incompetent I bring nothing to the table Degrading myself in mud, in rust Exploring a bleakness beyond our lust Scarlet and caked in clay Our husks dissolved Baking in the scorching light of day I am left at the feet of humiliation Still I despise the way of my fathers So I am dragging my own disaster Is this the place I want to be? Degrading ourselves in blood, in dust Exploited by bleakness beyond our lust I bring nothing to the table Sacrificially incompetent I bring nothinc to the table Incompetent Condemning my image in mud, in rust Inherited weakness beneath my lust We are scarlet and caked in clay Our husk dissolved Burning in the scorching light of day

Submitted by johnmansley — Apr 24, 2025

Centuries of looking in the wrong direction For prey, prey, prey Victims of their own imperfection In harms way Parenthood is never given nor earned As the human resignation Your privilege is not your right So climb your cross Unselfishness in fortitude And accept your given loss Re... Reset Regression Regression Contaminated human desolation Parenthood should not be regarded as a right Re... Reset Regression Regression Society provides your redemption For natural discards From your absent ejaculation Through synthetic gravey ards

Submitted by Sexy Gargoyle — Apr 24, 2025

Torn from the womb Ripped from the pure line Inherited And cast into gore Mutilated A descending sacrifice Finally humiliated And kept in pain Call it a war A full projected illness And a push for every fall Every demon leads the passage Without motion it will crawl A phantom reach the other side Maltreated and deranged From an ancient primate To the son of a god Sons of rejected of the bone and a malevolent call There is light on the path that leads straight to the pit You see scratch marks and nails and blood on the wall The distant creator is no father of dogs It's a barren and howling idea Rebuke your god - rebuke your god Provoked by the thickening blood Endure what was never a choice Through caves infinite to man Replicate replicate Cells divide and multiply Parallels of horror Degenerate By the barrel of a gun Call it a war

Submitted by VladTheImpaler666 — Apr 24, 2025

Pay attention to the hand that will teach you rationale And take part in the staging of your sanity A choice between the gutter and the pit of your rapture For everyone to question their normality Is this truth your own? How would you even know? How would you even know? In a ruin shaped as gravestones where the gravel drowns The seed and rust drib from the statues of our fathers Agitation flames your skin and leaves you asking for consent Victory is the inheritance behind us Is the truth your own? How would you even know? How would you even know? And it begins Hooks molesting, stretching Twisting till they rip Rip the authoritative bandage off of the wound Look at us now Well intentioned sons Become our undesirable fathers In the undisputed vacuum only terror will survive It will hurt me more than it will hurt you! Feel the pressure from the teeth When community prevails Bite it hard or bite your poor solitude Is the truth your own? How would you even know? How would you even know?

Submitted by johnmansley — Apr 24, 2025

One split second, one split second Eliminate - degenerate One split second, one split second Crack the shell and let it bleed Limited empathy in solitude Close the gate, close the gate! Pointy armors gratitude Control the hate, feel the hate One split second, one split second Moralize with dirt between your teeth One split second Demonize your love Limited empathy in solitude Close the gate, close the gate Pointy armors gratitude Control the hate, feel the hate Go, get your bones And point them to the empty sky The pain I've known was lenient and merciful One split second, one split second Your broken line in a glimpse Clear the ground for the fall Taste the darkness ever since Be satisfied Climb your cross Unavoidable carnage Be satisfied Jump right in You will thank yourself for mischief This is your debt!

Submitted by Celtic Frost — Apr 24, 2025

I'm going to use my strength in vain It's my temper I need to restrain Fool My anger displays the balance in me I would never reach a ten My belt is past but the lion prevail My blood will be boiling again Its better to scream than to silently pass On issues that never will die My fist is past but the beast is hard The uncertainty of an unsaid goodbye I'm emotionally deranged You point out my weakness but hide your own To discriminate is your sole intent I reject the prescribed character smile And socially embodiment "Respect the cock" is a metaphor A millennial degradation The final none-gender revolt is outrageous Cause they don't knows if they mean it The temper I need to restrain Reclaim, your inheritance Reclaim, illusions of male demise Reclaim, your purpose Reclaim, and arise The temper I need to restrain Reclaim, your inheritance Reclaim, this cosmic mutiny Reclaim, illusions of male demise Reclaim, your tragic destiny The brutal truth, millennials The brutal truth, millennials

Submitted by Infernal Flame — Apr 24, 2025

I teach a lesson of undeniable truth Prepare the flesh for forthcoming dispute I've paid in blood, I've paid the price But instead of warning, I criticize! Walk my past! I know no better than simple fear Almost every sense of reason have disappeared Don't you look for my acceptance You'll have to deal with psychological inheritance Our retribution Hauled by vicious men Salt dry I penetrate where it hurts the most For resilience My spear is my pen I decapitate the dominant with his eyes closed We will retaliate your feast day Retaliate your feast day Your patrons disbelief Beheaded by the learned Baptized in fatherly blood Reconcile your yearning to dominate With your will togain power Walk my past!

Submitted by Warbringer — Apr 24, 2025

A broken mind cast into fear 1 clear the darkened space There is no real motivation On your lowered face A scene of pride, a scene of fear The actors know the end is near On the broken stace the play is grim A scene of violence from hell within The joy is based on sufferings of the damned We see the fragile moves and feel the cunning banned At the gates We can't recognize A scene of pride a scene of fear The actors know the end is near A quarrel meets the reasoning A drop from every move Inappropriate trust is replaced by Disrespect and disapprove We can't recognize A scene of pride a scene of fear The actors know the end is near On the broken stage the play is grim A scene of violence from hell within

Submitted by SerpentEve — Apr 24, 2025