Whitechapel
Album • 2010
Forever the darkness prevails! The sun has set as darkness prevails, now we all devolve and rot in Hell. These are the words of the suffering Lords. Dethroned they remain, degraded as they burn. Welcome to Hell, where suffering reigns. Hypocrite tongues, they speak. Wishing for death, wishing for the end. Like cowards they flee! Welcome to Hell, where suffering reigns! The most worthless creation of all has finally devolved to something beautiful. Nothing, they are obsolete, and now the creator has fell to his knees. The most worthless creation of all has finally devolved to something beautiful. Nothing, they are obsolete, and now the creator has fell to his knees. Now they pray for a savior to come, that savior is dead. This is what I long for, this is what I live for. This is what I long for, this is what I live for. They said they would return, now their souls are all frozen in time. We have waited all our lives for this moment to come. The time has arrived, the new era has begun. This is what I long for, this is what I live for. We are the ones who detest your lies. Reverse the cycle, reduced to nothingness. Welcome to Hell, where suffering reigns! The most worthless creation of all has finally devolved to something beautiful. Nothing, they are obsolete, and now the creator has fell to his knees. The most worthless creation of all has finally devolved to something beautiful. Nothing, they are obsolete, and now the creator has fell to his knees.
Submitted by johnmansley — Apr 26, 2025
Fuck this life bereft of free will. Once a man now a beast, an abomination. Looking through the eyes of a mind corrupted by hypocrisy. Now every sin I harbor inside become one with me. Nameless, no family to call my own. Helpless, nobody to save me now. Hopeless, could there be light beyond this Hell I call home? Could there be light beyond this Hell I call home? Hate, war! Slowly becoming what I can only think about. My dungeon reeks of all the decomposing flesh of what seems to be. Heroes come and gone, slaughtered with no remorse. Innocent blood I crave, no sanity is found in me. No sanity found! No sanity found, bereft of free will. Once a man now a beast, an abomination. Looking through the eyes of a mind corrupted by hypocrisy. Now every sin I harbor inside become one with me. Human flesh enters the chamber Emotionless, my meal a delicacy in this place. The chamber doors close, my mind corrodes. This seems to be a diabolical plan for extinction. This is pure hatred! Nameless, no family to call my own. Helpless, nobody to save me now. Hopeless, could there be light beyond this Hell I call home? Could there be light beyond this Hell I call home? By the hands of an unknown Lord, I am the highest threat to the future of mortality. This is pure fucking hatred!
Submitted by VladTheImpaler666 — Apr 26, 2025
Infatuated with the ignorance we all pretend to ignore. With the time and preparation I could be a tyrant and ensure the downfall. I could easily entice you to kill everything that you love. Kill everything that you love! Your system knows it all, no secrets kept within the walls. I have the plan to bring it all down to an end. How the fuck could anyone believe the truth when the religious fools have endless prophecies? Bring it all down to an end! I find it amusing when you think it all makes sense. I have the solution, bring it all down to an end. Now that I have control of you all, this situation is only getting worse. The darkest day of man is upon us all. You are all now reborn to serve your purpose well. The darkest day of man is upon us all. Now the world can rest in peace forever. Now the world can rest in peace forever. Now the world can rest in peace forever.
Submitted by Celtic Frost — Apr 26, 2025
Why have a plan for humanity when you haven't done anything yourself? If I were you I'd run and hide because a beautiful darkness has arrived. The one you call father is dead and gone, I slit his throat. I slit his throat, resurrected him and did it again! This bitter world is in my hands, no false pretentiousness. Son of man will inhibit the structures I've devised. Beneath the clouded smoke, beneath the acid rain. The tombs of a fallen race are revived and reprogrammed to hate. Reprogrammed to hate! Why have a plan for humanity when you haven't done anything yourself? If I were you I'd run and hide because a beautiful darkness has arrived. The one you call father is dead and gone, I slit his throat. I slit his throat, resurrected him and did it again! These drones of Hell will rid the smell of putrid human failure. Man is his own worst enemy! How could you hope, how could you dream for such impossibilities? Man is his own worst enemy... What doesn't kill you makes you a victim of eternal torture. What doesn't kill you makes you a victim of infernal flames. This isn't a plea for power, it's the beginning of a revolution. The revolution of extermination, the revolution of total control. I have nothing, nothing to hide, I am the alpha and the omega. I have nothing, nothing to hide, imprisoned with no afterlife. Why have a plan for humanity when you haven't done anything yourself? If I were you I'd run and hide because a beautiful darkness has arrived. Why have a plan for humanity when you haven't done anything yourself? If I were you I'd run and hide!
Submitted by Cyberwaste — Apr 26, 2025
I am alive but I am dead in the world I was born into. I am alive, and here I stand waiting to feel something inside. I am rotting away into a state of mind. Altered, lethargic, bleeding from the eyes. My joints are frozen, a sudden energy. Jolts through my veins, exorcising the demons in me. In the blink of an eye I have realized my location, the place they call the underworld. Its presence is amongst me, the maniacal sounds haunt these grounds. Where the strongest of men tread not, where Gods are reduced to slaves. This unholy soul has birthed me again! The bowels of Hell can not digest me, Mother Earth vomit me forth. I am alive but I am dead in the world I was born into. I am alive, and here I stand waiting to feel something inside. My salvation has run out. Restless souls of death rise with me. If humanity's heart still beats, take all their lives and black out the skies. In the blink of an eye I have realized my location, the place they call the underworld. Its presence is amongst me, the maniacal sounds haunt these grounds. Where the strongest of men tread not, where Gods are reduced to slaves. This unholy soul has birthed me again!
Submitted by Grave666 — Apr 26, 2025
I am God! For I am not a man nor a machine, or the highest soul of immortality. I am not you, I am not me, yet I still control all the things that be. For I am not the fake image your eyes want to believe. But I will change the world only for the worse. There is a reason why I have you here, to overtake your mind and multiply your fear of me, God! Does this feel familiar? Does this feel familiar? I am everything you hate! I am everything you hate! For I am not the fake image your eyes want to believe. But I will change the world only for the worse. It wouldn't be a problem to initiate the process of elimination of a planet and the fucking hypocrites it breeds. Destroy them all, hate will cleanse us all. The forces of good and evil are yourselves, don't you see? You have made your mind believe that you couldn't exist without me. Your morals are dead, this is psychological rot at its finest form. Hate will cleanse us all! Hate will cleanse us all! I am everything you hate! I am everything you hate!
Submitted by Warbringer — Apr 26, 2025
Forced into my own psychotic prison. The future of science bred into my blood. The evilest of creatures wish for such empowering traits. No one man can inherit a bloodline, such as this man made destructive power. The darkest evils of the world feed my youth and bathe them in depravity. Wash their hands of this sickness that reigns in the sky. Forced into my own psychotic prison. The future of science bred into my blood. The evilest of creatures wish for such empowering traits. Gather the virgins, secure my children in their womb. Their chastity is a waste, remove their purity. My children at last be born into the world... The impossible is now the future of your dying earth. Even the wisest of men follow a path of failure. It's a shame that this is what your race breeds. Blindly following the culture you mislead. The demise of this era is among us.
Submitted by Iron_Wraith — Apr 26, 2025
Open up your eyes! Prove the point that is sworn to me, ven blind ones see through your story. Begin on me O' mighty one, destroy me with the powers that be. I'm still standing here, my heart still beats a million strong. I'm calling you out, prove to your followers that you exist. Bring down your fury like the scriptures document. Judge me, tell me that I am not worthy for you. Bring down your fury like the scriptures document. Judge me, tell me that I am not worthy for you. Rid me from this Hell you've created and wipe my slate clean. Blind me with your light as though you never wanted me to see. Still I find myself waiting for the answers to come. My patience is wearing thin once again. Wipe my slate clean... When the trumpet sounds your so called second coming, Am I supposed to be trembling in fear? Wipe my slate clean... Thou shalt not bear false witness!
Father I have sinned! Forgive me, for I don't know what I do. I have become devoid of faith, I am devoid of faith. As I mutter these words into his ear, his hypocritical eyes show me the origin of fear. Suddenly it seems he has lost all faith in the one who's faulty life he helped erased. He tells me that he can make things right! I take his inverted symbol of everlasting life and brand it on his flesh, in between his eyes. This is a cold blooded crime but it just feels so right. The upper hand is mine, and so is his life. On this cold night my sermon be preached before his majesty. Now overthrown to be silenced by violence. This is not the Devil's work. This is a murder sermon, proven to be real. Murder sermon! On this cold night my sermon be preached before his majesty. Now overthrown to be silenced by violence. This is not the Devil's work. This is a murder sermon, proven to be real. I can not be changed, you're the one to blame. Stare into the face of the one you can't save. So now you've taken all you can ingest. I rip your still beating heart from your chest. Look me in the eye as you take your last breath. I hope your soul never rests! I can not be changed, you're the one to blame. Stare into the face of the one you can't save.
Submitted by NecroLord — Apr 26, 2025
I, machine, have woke to my insides exposed to others like me. These insides are not like the anatomy of what I once was. Excruciating, this pain is excruciating. I am nothing but root and uselessness in a man created Hell. All my mind can think is to destroy anything in my way. The stench of death is overpowering, though the scent is quite comforting. I'm a machine! I'm a machine of other worldly capabilities bestowed on the weak. I'm a machine, we are the nightmare that has come to life. Can it be that I am the only one believing my dreams? I have reached my afterlife but I never died. Forever endowed with the stench of the Gods. I am harvesting the ones who haven't been born. This imagination is reality! This is reality... I am a machine, I am a machine!
Submitted by Lake of Tears — Apr 26, 2025
We march! It seems, as though years have passed since I have seen the light of day, I can hear the sounds of tortured souls begging for their life. I am forsaken, I can not be forsaken! We march perfectly aligned to an unknown destination. Whispering among the drones becomes irrelevant, We're forsaken Unexplainable, someone save us from. Someone save us... We are slaves to ourselves. We are slaves, there is no salvation. We are slaves to ourselves. We are slaves, there is no salvation. In this wasteland, I have nothing left. I'm a slave to myself! In this wasteland, I have nothing left. I'm a slave to myself! We are slaves to ourselves. We are slaves, there is no salvation. I am forsaken, I can not be forsaken. We march! It seems, as though years have passed since I have seen the light of day, I can hear the sounds of tortured souls begging for their life.
Submitted by Morgoth — Apr 26, 2025
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