The Grand Leveller
Skin absorption Mystical poison Vanished life Bequeathed Knock on coffin Shallow burial Emerge enslaved Commands obeyed Vision in the shroud Effect of curare Silence gives consent Killing which you will bear Face rivers of tears Slave to kill Slow grab for soil Uncontrollable will Moving the earth Arising from the ground Choking unpleasantness A gurgling sound Staggering around Catatonic hellish dance Animation fades Into hypnotic trance Held back from the gorge Your spirit bound in chains Death cannot be reached (With the) Curare in your veins Homage to your master Destiny controlled Sorrow at your fate No feelings felt, this story untold
Submitted by Infernal Flame — Apr 23, 2025
My corruption it worsens The worms dig deeper Pit of mental anguish This casket locking me within In my own stench of dankness Conscious returns I hear their movement Enter the Graveworm CRAWL! Feel every mastication Piercing the rib cage, the undead man A judgement unjust? Consume my virtual last look Of existence I've known, now be eaten undead Trapped, unmoving in black Terror rips through my brain Seeking rot for sustenance Fall upon my face, a living squirming rain Cacophony of consumption A thousand hungered mouths Gorging themselves on decomposite skin No screaming out, I'm devoured within GRAVEWORM! Eat of flesh, a graveful fear Picked clean to bone Tortured tomb... I lie alone
Submitted by Immortal — Apr 23, 2025
Attain the supreme Divisions of faith Universal forms Your destiny is safe Control of your senses From freedom to delusion Spiritual realization Convinced of your lord's opulence Engage yourselves in devotion Dwell in your master's kingdom "You are the supreme Master of birth, death and fear" Your embodied souls Battles with material world Spiritual planets for you await Eternal but a blissful grave
Submitted by Morgoth — Apr 23, 2025
In my parent's eyes I'm a child of sin Black sheep of the family, blessed be insanity Down with the lambs, up with the lark Run to bed my children now before it gets dark Family life forbidden to find Searching her love within the black depths of a septic mind Barred from my mother's love, please let me in I was born unto a child of sin A child of sin - her love becomes my lust Raped my own kin - mother ashes to dust Bearing no marks of evil Blamed for my acts of mercy Come lay you down upon the bed My imagination of your severed head The dead loved parents and the deviant son Family life now that we are one Is this the confused mind of a boy Or does a creature lurk within? Am I possessed by eternal entities Or are my urges born of my own fears? Mother mutilation Witness malign grin Born unto a vicious child of sin
Submitted by Infernal Flame — Apr 23, 2025
Your life means nothing Parting isn't such sweet sorrow Dripping with hate Words from the inner soul Realization of my ways Evidently unapparent Ignominous behavior Physically repulsed by you Tormentation of emotion Occupy my every thought Freezing you, my infliction So cold that you will burn Excruciating pain you learn Mutual hate On this vastitude of fate Only one stands to win Let the murdering begin Now you suffer Amongst all ye children now Cowards die often I will not let things lie Demise architect This grudge will infect
Submitted by Nargaroth — Apr 23, 2025
Fired anticipation Burns within me Revealed in illness At infancy Whispering Jack, born in a fever Twice as sharp as a butcher's cleaver Aesthetic blade, let death be quick Gaslit street, a butchered trick Whispering Jack, born in a fever Twice as sharp as a butcher's cleaver Your mind is bled (My) hunger's been fed Every woman's body par' To some it's meat, to me it's art I've taken my need Left her my seed Autumn of terror Whitechapel homicides Addiction for suffering For all the whores that died "I send you half the kidney I took... The other I preserved... I may send the bloody knife that took it out If only you wait a while longer" Reveling at Lustmord The second part of me Foreplay with a scalpel blade My sexual activity Whispering Jack, born in a fever Twice as sharp as a butcher's cleaver Aesthetic blade, let death be quick Gaslit street, a butchered trick
Submitted by Immortal — Apr 23, 2025
Sinister are the ways of life Tortures made to scar the mind This evil is an existence Man cannot serve two masters Head to the grindstone - Sharpen your soul Pierce the shell - Confound the shadow Refrain the urge To cast off the mask Earthly subjugation Lose no control Painful extraction Into the void beyond Realm of non-creation Your soulless husk remains Decreation brings joy Awaken to sufferance Blinded by black light New pains to revel Bathe in misery's eye Death, the Grand Leveller Summer of hate Winter of pain Bathe yourself in a burning rain
Submitted by Lake of Tears — Apr 23, 2025