Internal Caustic Torments
Stomach ripped open Castigated inside Falling to the ground In endless sleep Prevent anemia within frozen skin Corporal death inside your brain Tryin with flesh, thin and thick Nothing helps, except the sick They will pay the price No one has the perfect size Cutting rotten flesh Skin falling down and splashing Human stench fills the sky Zombies rise from their grave Slaughters still live Making autopsies on human flesh Laughing when blood streams With all the bloody guts Prevent anemia within frozen skin Corporal death inside your brain
Submitted by Iron_Wraith — Jun 13, 2026
Bowels and blood Floating around Stench spreads around In their rotten graves Intestinal bleeding Shall drink from the bugle Arms hang up Around the deeds table People watching When torturing goes on Feet and hands Nails up on a wall Souls burn To the stem is gone Stomach cuts up Brains grind Head who's down in a barrel With a corrosive growing acid But something resurrects And things go wrong A resurrection has begun Hands, arms and bowels Have begun to draw together And started to bubble Again and again They fill you with pain and vain Sadness can be cured And no one is a lure
Submitted by Iron_Wraith — Jun 13, 2026
Death, exist Within dream But, without pain And sadness Your stomach cracks Bowels stream With blood and Gastric juice You're screaming Your blood gets dark You feel the darkness Cover your eyes Suddenly your body dies You can't move You see a gloomy shadow Among the gravestones Within cemetery A cross is falling down And put upside down On a gravestone Horrible fate, disperse Among a human life No suffer in pain And cruelty dreams Suddenly the ground cracks Fires flame up Spirits flying up And pull down all living
Submitted by Iron_Wraith — Jun 13, 2026
Body wither away Corporal punishment Crawls through a meat mincer Only the heart beats In the time of postmortem Examination No one returns Worn to the bone With leprosy that's pain To sever a blood vessel Accurate, it's hard To survive in a carnage With corpse, it's a sin In a creator of sins Death exists Beyond the gates of steel Is nothing except dust Something is crawling Within sight But under the ground Burning corpse A voice is screaming Somewhere in hell Under the surface In the gates of hell The kid sneezing high With enormous stench People are crying On a dead shoulder A light rises From darkness Beyond life And death
Submitted by Iron_Wraith — Jun 13, 2026
Your way to torment Give me enjoyment I became hunted as a victim By them with no curse Were my torturer They were going to Annihilate me Down there In the depth They were throwing Rotten flesh at me Blood was streaming Over my head Corpseworms were crawling Over my body They were feeding me With raw human flesh You performed My soul's business And played with my life In a cruel And satisfied
Submitted by Iron_Wraith — Jun 13, 2026
A melancholic atmosphere Settled his fate The conditioned Makes worse vigorous His soul Will leave his body He's sentenced by death Infected and physically ill Sickness decreases Rigorous Still alive with Consideration To the pre-eminent power Blamed in front of all He's the one They used to scold Conceal the interior torments An eternal employment Conceal the interior Absorbed in profound minds Of different kids Various times The vicious recollection Afflict Lost all confidence A sequence of way out Waste all the time It's time to die They disown the deeds Is that real to Conceal the interior
Submitted by Iron_Wraith — Jun 13, 2026
From the soul to the living dead Abrupt the development of a gloomy day The day has the ability to be dead He can destroy the past And the gloomy side to Abandon the holy soul To quit the dead In their graves If they not give The holy soul Are the dead coming up And will the living We must defend us With rites, the cross and Burning corpse In an old rotten building He is blessed to the ground From beyond Is the gloomy serious Before it transforms To lure, to corpse And found the guilty No one has defied at all
Submitted by Iron_Wraith — Jun 13, 2026
Charon to hell Re-crucify Jesus!
Submitted by Iron_Wraith — Jun 13, 2026
Now the time has come To see what the several Shapes have done They have taken all the lands And all the food we got Calling from the calmness Is bygone in our time Carnivorous veneration Suffer us all Peep out of skin With rotten works People are going insane Their blood spills out Haunted in the woods To death is near No one survives in horrible Darkness Carnivorous veneration Suffer us all Carnivorous veneration Eating us all Living in area With floating blood and flesh Graveyards attack direct At several shapes of growth Now the time has come To see what the several shapes Have done They have taken all the lands And all the food we got
Submitted by Iron_Wraith — Jun 13, 2026