Godless We Stand

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Endless seas of contradiction, your world is shit to me. Your words, your lies, your "love", infect the air we breathe. Arms outstretched in proclamation, a proclamation of deceit. Immune one nation under heaven... GODLESS WE STAND! Lashing out to claim redemption,our own laws we uphold. Our words, our truth, our lust, fortitude to ravish the unjust. My voice cries out for freedom, freedom from hypocrisy. Immune one nation under heaven... GODLESS WE STAND! A barrage of power bringing death, our force now unfolds. Nothing can stop this inquisition or the hatred that we hold. So raise your fist in high contempt, free your mind from slavery, and sing this song of battlelust, set your sights on victory! Onslaught has now begun. To waste the holy son. Oppression laid to rest, inhale his dying breath. Fall to me, three spirits of divine, and on your souls we shall dine. Onslaught has now begun. To waste the holy son. Oppression laid to rest, inhale his dying breath. As long as a heart still beats in our chest, or until in battle, our lungs draw their final breath, never to bow, forever we stand GODLESS. Onslaught has now begun, lay waste the holy son.

Submitted by SerpentEve — Apr 24, 2025

Dusk descends and the bombs explode, panic stricken masses, bodies burning in the night. The stench of oil, the taste of sand, skulls and broken bones left buried under tracks. Their veils and rags laid to waste rolling thunder blasting everything in thermal sights. On treads of steel is justice served, they once preyed on fear, now they pray for their lives. Roaring armor, blazing guns of rage, a decimating tool, dealing rounds of strife, rendering submission. A crash course in vengeance, iron steeds roll on. Domineer this conquest, heavy barrel leads the way. Charging through resistance, iron steeds roll on, pounding rounds of led into your chest, heavy barrel the only way. STRIKE! Your wasteland winds bring tidings of war so run to your holes and prepare for consequences. Introduce you all to our way, casualties of war forever, a maniacal display, enemy lines to spearhead and sever, you elect the way of pain from ballistic endeavor, A2 battalion of hate...tear the souls apart. Pounding rounds of led into your chest, heavy barrel the only way. A crash course in vengeance Iron steeds roll on. Domineer this conquest, heavy barrel leads the way. Charging through resistance, iron steeds roll on, pounding rounds of led into your chest, heavy barrel the only way to live!

Submitted by Nargaroth — Apr 24, 2025

Enter, this path, of my philosophy. Warzone, terror, hellbound shockwave. Shockwave of death! Beasts of battle standing tall, in a stance of victory. Mindless victims hear my call, all of you shall bleed for me. As the final light fades from your eyes, you realize your existence was futile. On you, I spit, my cursing serenade. Bloodlust, legions, hell bound shockwave of... Beasts of battle standing tall, in a stance of blasphemy. Those who have betrayed the law, all of you shall scream for me. In a diabolical, lunar, metalurgical, lupine metamorphosis. Servants of the lie, shed tears for the lives you waste, hearts filled with dread consumed with the filth you spread. Despair in your eyes, haunting visions of a ghastly hue, your blood you will taste as a reign of bullets shred your face. Beasts of battle standing tall, in a stance of blasphemy. Those who have betrayed the law, all of you, we're beasts of battle one and all hear our chaingun symphony, zeroed in to split your skull. Stainless steel lycanthropy. In a diabolical, metalurgical, metamorphosis.

Submitted by VladTheImpaler666 — Apr 24, 2025

Festivals of pain within the gloomy night, one shadow lurking tall. In a wake of mourning sorrow blood drips from an iron claw. Allies of the world, come forth and hear me now. The time is now to fight. No room in our hearts for fear. Take up arms and bleed for freedom. This is world war! Thousands of your sons, sacrificed on foreign soil, the price that we pay to witness another day. Calloused... to all that beg for life. Impervious... to their feeble cries. Chasms... of withered bodies lie. Redemption.... redemption denied. Bloodstains and honor, life's pain no longer. Storming beachheads, burning bunkers, fighting men sent to rush the shores. Soldiers.... forced to kill and die. Chaos....chaos divine. Shards of steel and lead, death is all around, I feel a searing heat, that brings me to the ground. Memories before me, as I gaze up at the sky, memories of the path I've walked. I regret not this life, for as I die my rifle at my feet, my brothers will march on, never to expect defeat. Allies of the world, come forth and hear me now. The time is now to fight. No room in our hearts for fear. Take up arms and bleed for freedom. This is war! We've come to fucking dominate!

Submitted by Cyberwaste — Apr 24, 2025

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Fallen warriors silenced by the light, captive spirits yearn to rise. On this day our shadow is cast upon the groveling herds of sheep. Spells invoke the ancients, entombed, from their untimely demise. Ressurect the ghosts of war, to unleash their breath of hate so cold. So fucking cold Alas, we discharge the fury. Unite, hands and hearts of stone. Gaze, into the eyes of rivals, and burn eternal hate into their souls. Heathen armies surround the holy mass, domination is at hand. Searing omens of vengeful lust, malice in wait the trap was set. Conquer lands of christian foes, souls screaming toward the sky. Impending doom, decimate their savior. In flames your feeble martyr dies Your savior has fallen now, unto us. Burning within legions of our pagan eyes. Alas, we discharge the fury. Unite, hands and hearts of stone. Gaze, into the eyes of rivals, and burn eternal hate into their souls. So the hammer strikes the anvil, forging a weakend lamb to suffer. SUFFER! Suffer! Suffer! Forging a lamb to Suffer! Suffer! At our hands he will Suffer! Suffer! Burning your lamb he will Suffer! Suffer! Suffer!

Submitted by SerpentEve — Apr 24, 2025

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The time has come, deceivers behold the bringers of reason. Apocalypse begun, darkness shines the light of truth upon foulest treason. Our blood runs black, the spear in the side of humanity. Impious heretics, the final nail through the wrist, in throes of blasphemy, marks the end of christianity. Your legacy of lies, we've come to burn away. Holy words that you say, we bring on their decay. Pleaing for false salvation, on bloody knees you crawl, praying to your deity, our triumph is his fall. Annihilation of disease, that's spoken when you praise, your holy text of salvation that we oppose in every way. Lamb of god sent to earth, lost herds to congregate. Amongst us wolves, his blood we drink as we celebrate. Rejection of your holy spirit, meet his demise, standing tall, we shall not crawl, hate swells in our eyes. Wretched god sent from earth, never to return, left a withered cross, drenched in flame, forever shall it burn. Blasphemous from the moment, I set foot upon the earth. Knew to question manmade gods and wonder of their worth. As you bow to cross and crown of thorns in penance for your sins, we roam this land to bring them down. Let the suffering begin All the faith you know in father, ghost, and son Set the cross ablaze, we are the trinity undone Breathing shadows, untouched by light... we are the trinity undone.

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I saw his face, on every channel His slogans in all the papers I heard people, repeat his words I saw them shouting, his flag in their hands I saw him making promises I heard him talk about life But I saw his fingers too They were crossed behind his back Darling...of the TV screen Manipulator... of the purse strings Master... of the spoken words Jackal... with connections Worshipped... by the masses Leader... with ulterior motives [All talk and no do] [Is neither a good offense or defense] [Get with it boys and girls] [Your house needs to be put in order too] His slate, clean as snow Covers over his dark past To be in league with workers Pictures he loved to see But I read in his eyes Promotion... reality He played his part to the end Shot... leaving a shambles

Submitted by Dahmers Fridge — Nov 12, 2025