Agathocles / Defecacion Purulenta
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Mutilated Regurgitator There is an animal With mutilated guts Caused by vivisection But now escaped and MAD And this animal It is coming back To crush all companies Which support such acts
Submitted by Grave666 — Nov 08, 2025
An image - is what - you try to keep You follow - the trends - society has breed You're scared - of showing - the "real" you Because - inside - you're a fool too Just jump on the bandwagon Listen to the stuff that's in Go and meet your fashion friends Then drop dead while you trendy dance You might possess everything Nice cut hair means girls to win But there's one thing you can't see Your lack of personality Are you that important? I guess that is what you want Living just to show off But beneath your mask... ??
Submitted by Lake of Tears — Nov 08, 2025
Produced poison That's in the air We breathe So it's in our blood Maggots'll bite Our guts to shreds We are sure that Death shall rise Forced pollution Punishment of mankind Forced pollution Until death do us part One by one Our bowels burst And our body Will be filled with pus No-one can help 'Coz we are rotting And that's our fault So enjoy the decay
Submitted by VladTheImpaler666 — Nov 08, 2025
Who the hell do you think you are? Considering yourself a star But you're nothing more than a pile of shit And between true friends you don't fit Sure you can play nice But please, do think twice 'Cause what about your attitude Which has changed into a rockstarmood Smash all kinds of masters Even bigheaded bastards Selling tons of records Doesn't make you a god You're just like the rest only missing the intelligent part Smash all kinds of masters Even bigheaded bastards But we are Agathocles We say bollocks to what the media says We're not a part of any showbizzball We prefer to stay honest and small
Submitted by BloodShrine — Nov 08, 2025
Anton Oh Anton, You're such a dick head, Do you really think you're the lord of satanism? But your orgies, we spit on those Squeeze Anton, the fake satanist Feed his guts to his dogs of hell Squeeze Anton, skin his dick Occultism is not a profitable thing. Anton and the white pope, Are the same kind of jerks Earning lots of money By means of religious ignorance.
Submitted by Corpse Grinder — Nov 08, 2025
Life's a senseless trip Too bad I got a ticket.
Submitted by MetalElf — Nov 08, 2025
Considering life is just a play Where we all are the actors Where there's no individual equality Just the abused and the abusers A division of these actors They always seem to win While the others in this theater Are doomed to commit sins Take up the role of your position Face up to your situation Is it right or is it wrong? Or just a result of euphorism? Wearing a mask - for deception Mixed Emotions - detrunciation Is this just a play - or reality? How can I know - you are reliable? Two divisions Like a contradiction Facing eachother Leads to confrontation My inner tention Your invention? Enslaved by dischord And your behaviour
Submitted by NecroLord — Nov 08, 2025
Put on your fucking mask Co deceiving is yer fucking task Using, abusing, can't you fucking see You're just a model of sentimental hypocrisy Still you are a sentimental actor Watched by us, with laughter Using, abusing, can't you fucking see You're just a model of sentimental hypocrisy
Submitted by Corpse Grinder — Nov 08, 2025
Animal slaughter, it continues all the time The meat-industry is growing But I'll tell you, what I'll do you to you You, ignorant consumers!! I'll undo you from your skull Consume yer endoderme pus I'll eat the maggots meal By chewing on your corpse I'll tear open yer thorax Wind up yer innards To feed my hungry stomach And to stop yer filthy greed
Submitted by Lake of Tears — Nov 08, 2025
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