Privilege of Evil
In his eyes The evil spirit rise Turns to darkness with Satan's name "As the time is right Dead bodies rise up from their graves And when the time comes near Oh, I see the prince of glory" Holy month Sacred hounds Under the hill Do you hear their call
Submitted by Infernal Flame — Mar 26, 2026
Terror When the darkness binds your limbs Terror When the fear freezes your nerves Horror When the pain climbs up your veins Darkness Creeping under you skin Moment of life When we all have to choose Which way to go And for whom to sacrifice your life Invoke the god - pray To lead you back to life - pray Cursed by religion - hate Learned upon church - fake In the verge of hell Of human mind Redemption of your soul As darkness binds you tight As darkness binds you tight In the verge of hell Of human mind Redemption of your soul As darkness binds you tight Moment of life When we all have to choose Which way to go And for whom to sacrifice your life
Submitted by Infernal Flame — Mar 26, 2026
Your fear, your flesh Cruel horror, your fate Cursed shroud, your void Dust to dust, you're feel harm In your eyes we shall fall Torture of death Punishes to life shame of chaos Awaking them its bound of chaos Locked in pain your flesh Tearing horror of pain We arise, rise in tomb To terror in your eyes
Submitted by Infernal Flame — Mar 26, 2026
Erosion of life I see It makes the passion burn in me Life it always withers away Death will eternally stay Corpses in their coffins Forever rest in peace? There sleeping with the aspergillus Is this justice to the dead? The atrocious sight of burial ecremony Christians weeping for the departed They won't understand, they should envy them! The deceased they know, if there's a paradise Or shall we feel, the purgatory! I open the graves, admire the rot I can feel the presence, of something beyond Aureola of nauseating reek Wings of shriveled skin Holy beauty of a carcass Divine sight for me to gaze upon! Necrolatic! Reverence for putrefaction Necrolatic! reverence for the stench I kneel, before a carrion I pray, before the dead I know, they shall rise I fear, for the scourge I revere, power of the dead
Submitted by Infernal Flame — Mar 26, 2026