The Art Of Violent Torture
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Submitted by NecroLord — Jul 21, 2026
Turning into a meal is your fateful revenge That will not be served cold Hot mess is bubbling in the cauldron Animal fat mixed with hemp oil Resistance is futile Kicks and punches in the teeth and liver Painful but tolerable Unlike the cauldron's insufferable heat Full immersion in fat... It will congest the lungs, eyes will pop Skin covered in blisters, will peel off Meat of human flesh will flood the torture chamber Feeble, you sink in the pot Soul is torn by misery soaked clamors Pain and hеll are one Boiling meat brеaks free of skin Hair and nails disperse in oil Fresh pink meat shines gently, smell of brew, and scum Burning heat is unbearable, but your still body Doesn't know pain anymore Golden crust sizzles, wrapped in broth Sorrow death Scorched pulp divided from the bone This burnt mess of remains and rancid oil Will be dumped in a filthy collector for the rats to feast on Poor bastard transformed into a well-roasted cadaver Fragrant human broth rests calmly in the pot Sorrow death
Submitted by NecroLord — Jun 25, 2026
Thousand scars, fingers mangled Black rot breaks through skin Soil-colored flesh will end up in this soil New torment in this chamber Apotheosis of internal suffering Blackened by blood Curled like a serpent, the ominous one Hook, the master of deaths Bloody collage of mangled bodies Gruesome sores consume life Reddish lightning of the sharp edge Voraciously scratches the dent in between the ribs Intense jеrk, fountain of blood erupts World is flooded with sounds of excruciation Bowеls slosh and tear Cracking lung pumps bloody air Death scrapes the body With pain, convulsions and spasms Crimson mouth froze in pleas towards death Insanity perpetuates in foggy eyes Born in torment and primal execution With every breath and drop of blood Flesh escapes throe The hook knows no weariness
Submitted by NecroLord — Jun 25, 2026
Purulent remains reek underground Stench of approaching death, triumph of decay Fat rats greedily devour their worm-infested lunch Knocked out teeth, pulled out nails Scattered on blood covered floor Stiff female carcasses hanging on black hooks Frozen in grotesque positions In helpless sorrow, you stare at the fire pan Knife's blade playfully sparkles Fueled by crimson heat Punch in the back of the head knocks you down Executioner's death grip Cold sweat, dismay, before imminent decimations Breathing is challenging, swallowing is hurtful Red-hot sting penetrates the eye Hissing like a sinister snake erantic outcry, severe trembling Like an overripe berry Eye bursts turning into a charred pulp Slimy liquid gushes instead of tears Second stab, second squeal Brain is overwhelmed with ache Thoughts and pain merged... Savage fear disappeared, sympathy dissolved Darkness is the last gift Scent of burning flesh Will smother your face Skin covered with blisters and scabs Eyes oozing out of the sockets Screams of pain, howling of despair, grief for
Submitted by NecroLord — Jun 25, 2026
Tight grip of rusty shackle Drowns you in agonizing pain Reeking suppuration crawls down the blue wrists Clotted blood on the nails silent witness of nightly torture Conscience darkened in expectation of coming suffering In the dark corner of the torture chamber Death's protoplasm is boiling inside the burning hot pot Executioner's figure separates from the shadow Horror and coldness embrace your body mind clarified Picturing gory images of hideous acts of torture Heavy blows birth blood and dull pain Mighty hand pulls back the head Another blow, another dive into inexistence... You open your eyes, strong smell of lead Rushes inside your bashed nose Petrifaction and hunger for immediate death Envelop the remains of mutilated soul Blow to the throat, lungs desperately absorb life Suddenly grey boiling mass Pushes through to your stomach Teeth melt, burning hot solid mass replaces air Heart beats frantically, convulsions and cold sweat Roasted mouth turns black Eyes see but a crimson shroud... No more pain, no more death, good and evil are no more Stench of dungeon and putrefying flesh Spasms on the throne of Leady Death Cold lead drags the body into eternal stillness
Submitted by NecroLord — Jun 25, 2026
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Submitted by NecroLord — Jul 21, 2026
Screams of the crowd merge into rumble Carrying damnation and remorse... Cold autumn rain brings heavenly penance... Oil and fuel wood the decrees of justice Death sentence, the ultimate mercy Heretic's death at the stake Nothing but a single though of inevitable suffering Roams deep within.... Pungent smoke precipitates demise Fiery scourge of punishment kindles Sight too macabre for most... Smoke audaciously clouds the eyes Makes its way, to the lungs... Breathing is a challenge softly it shifts you into oblivious trance Branches crackling flames approaching They multiply aided by the wind Licking the feel; pain’s slow but tenacious travel Starts in the toes creeps towards the brain Skin blackens and bursts, flames mercilessly Devour the pulpy meat soaked in its own juices Horrid outcry, uncontrolled desire to die But fire is a cunning enemy That playfully toys with the victim No thoughts left, just bare pain Smell of blazing flesh and smoldering hair Blistering whirl, eyes will pop Sordid threads will clod on the charred face... Tormented soul broke free Now, coal-black stake has no one to play with but fire...
Submitted by NecroLord — Jun 25, 2026
Abscesses and blisters Rottenness underneath the mangled nails Pungent wraith of bodies and scum Withered yellow skull and sunken eves Painful anticipation of a court decision Years drag on; one day at a time Deafening morning silence Degrades you from within Murderous painter Sculptor of carnal excruciation Art of dissection cannot be rushed One day, you hear thousands of corpses Calling through restless slumber You notice a wooden stump Odour of putridity, urine and fеar engulfs you Shadow-like exеcutioners Impend behind your back Huge crimson axe is lifted high above Promt swish, your shame is washed off Head spins in the air, eyes are rolling Teeth are grinding in a nervous fit Scarlet fountain escapes through the neck Body twitches on the grey floor Taste of death eluded the tongue Conscience blurred, eyes glazed Irreversible separation
Submitted by NecroLord — Jun 25, 2026
Flags of the dead shiver In the pungent wind of Death... Six feet under, inside a rusty coffin Life is slipping away Black nails fiercely claw the molten lid Hours of agony blended Into fatal eternity Moaning of the deceased, hell's calling Towards the torn soul Pinned down by earth's blackness All alone You will merge with the angel of death Earth's weight pressing against Your blind rotting soul Enveloped in demented chaos Skin peels off your bones Inaudible rattle and moaning Thе Great Death ignores your groans Your lifе shreds away, flesh decomposes Last flecks of you still Trying to defy the Reaper
Submitted by NecroLord — Jun 25, 2026
Forest of the dead, kingdom of death Stakes and pikes sticking out From the crimson blood-soaked ground Engorged with agony and unfeigned horror Martyrs await their salvation in death Blood, pus and urine run down the stakes Heinous stench and scorching wind Exacerbate the suffering No strength left to breathe or beg for death Can't wait to drain the chalice of anguish Swarm of flies over the shriveling body Maggots flourish inside the wounds Blood and pus bloated The yellow stomach This vomitous mass will find Its way out through chapped cracks Flesh dried up by hеat and wind Eyes fell in, whispers of dеath twirl on black lips... World fades away Pain disperses in nothingness Intergrowth of lifeless body and stake
Submitted by NecroLord — Jun 25, 2026
Crunching bones, rattling chains Strained skin is tearing A figure in red Is spinning the round throne of torture Flesh is bursting, muscles are moaning Teeth are grinding Each spin brings Death closer Bones will fracture, flesh will rip Blood fountain will ooze Terror of intolerable ache and violence will freeze time Wheel is stretching the ligaments, tendons are hurting Crimson fist of pain bashes the eyes Sadistic massage, march of vehement cramps Fog of bloody tears Replaces agony All suffеrings of existence convеrge in one For the Grim Death to grasp Black avalanche of putridity Rumbles down, sowing pain all over Surrogate of misery and flesh Consumed by rigorous lust Weak, the body will hang Last breath will freeze Final exodus of agonized body On spinning cross of endless coercion
Submitted by NecroLord — Jun 25, 2026
Bones crackle under the heavy bludgeon Blow after blow Pain generates anger Blood gushes from the smashed cheekbone Teeth tears and spit scatter Leaked out eye gazes lifelessly Torture ecstasizes the executioner Bloody landscape in crimson brushes Scaffold is the breaker of the strongest Scourge cuts through grey flesh Executionеr stops Overwhelmed with rеlish Noose around the neck, last vital breath Boot's vigorous kick, stool disappears Dead man's jig, the dance everyone fears Poor bastard's demise is only a prelude Noose flies off, butcher Drags the disfigured corpse To the scaffold's side Axe meets the flesh, arm rolls away To never feel blood circulate again Leg joins the dance Black blood hangs down from the axe's blade Crackling silence, final chop Yet again the carnifex completed the job
Submitted by NecroLord — Jun 25, 2026
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Submitted by NecroLord — Jul 21, 2026