Metastasis
Sip of wine / swallow hard/ guilty god / chakna time Fresh from the farm. flesh Cradle you in my arms Run. blood. run Herd of men. heard of sin (congregation of the cattle king) Muttering. on bended knee (is this how it's meant to be) I have no face. yet you confess You have no faith. let's not digress You! repent! Now wash that shroud of turin a!! My! consent! This swine tastes like urine Eat your god / blood and whine / sunday morn / pringles time Breath in deep / force yourself / gulp it down / one more time Are you ready to accept my bum - union? In these eyes see lies
Submitted by Iron_Wraith — Jun 13, 2026
IF I COULD FREE MYSELF - - - FROM THIS GUILT - - - (I'D LIKE TO TEAR YOU) TO SQUEEZE EVERY OUNCE OF LIFE. WOULD BE SUCH A THRILL --- (WAITING SO LONG) WIPE THAT SMILE. CRUSH YOUR DREAMS. I'M READY TO TAKE YOUR LIFE --- (ARE YOU READY TO DIE?) THESE SHARDS THEY JUST WON'T.... GET A GRIP ON YOURSELF / LET GO! THESE LETTERS PRESERVED WILL BE YOUR END ANOTHER PAGE IS FOLDED THE INK IT FADES, BUT THE LINE IT HOLDS WHY WON'T IT READ? WHAT I WANT TO PUT BEFORE YOUR EYES WHY WON'T THESE THOUGHTS TAKE FORM? WHY WON'T THESE THOUGHTS TAKE...? I'VE MADE MY BONES, OVER THESE YEARS I'VE KEPT MY PROMISE, IN A BOX BEREFT OF JOY AND INNOCENCE I AM THE ONLY THING I'VE GOT REFLECTIONS OF THE ONE I AM MIRRORED ACROSS THE OTHER SIDE LOOK IN THESE EYES, THEY TELL NO LIES I TAKE YOUR NAME..... SOLACE! I STAND BEFORE YOU GUILT IN HAND DEPENDING! I'VE CALLED UPON YOUR NAME HOW MUCH IS MORE? THIS LIE IS NOT REAL THIS STATEMENT - A FUCKING PARADOX YOU DON'T BUY IT YOU NEVER HAVE GRIPPING IT FIGHTING IT, FREE OF ALL DECEPTION. HOLDING ON TO WHAT YOU HAVE LET - IT - GO LET - IT - FLOW GRIPPING / FIGHTING / FREE OF DECEPTION YOU'RE HOLDING ON.. TOO I'VE MADE MY BONES, OVER THE YEARS I'VE KEPT MY PROMISE, IN A BOX BEREFT OF JOY AND INNOCENCE I AM THE ONLY THING I'VE GOT REFLECTIONS OF THE ONE I AM MIRRORED ACROSS THE OTHER SIDE LOOK IN THESE EYES, THEY TELL NO LIES I TAKE YOUR... NAME OPEN WIDE...PICA APPETITE OPEN WIDE.. THIS CRUSHING SURPRISE RE-ASSURANCE IS - - TWO OPEN PALMS SODOMY IS JUST - - MY TIGHTLY CLOSED FIST RE-ASSURANCE IS - - TWO OPEN PALMS SODOMY IS JUST - - MY TIGHTLY CLOSED FIST FUCK I HAVE FREED MYSELF - - - FROM THIS GUILT - - - SQUEEZED EVERY OUNCE OF LIFE. WAS SUCH A THRILL WIPED THAT SMILE. CRUSHED YOUR DREAMS. I HAVE TAKEN YOUR LIFE YOUR NAME IS NOW MINE!
Submitted by Celtic Frost — Jun 17, 2026
CONFUCIUS -- THRONE! ALONE COLD THROWN! AWAY MOURN TO FILL IT UP AGAIN WE DON'T NEED A MARTYR TO FILL IT UP AGAIN ------------------------------- WARM DECEIT. WARM SEED. WARM THE SEAT. YOU WILL . YES, YOU WILL. REMAIN! YOU WILL. YES, YOU WILL. ------------------------------- BE - FORE -YOU :: WEAR THE CROWN JUST LIKE YOUR MAKER. TAKE - CHARGE :: SIT DOWN. POINT - YOUR - FIN - GER LEAVE - YOUR - SEED :: SPRAY - IT - OUT BE - HIND ------------------------------- DON'T - IT - GET - SO - HARD TO - MAKE ANOTHER FEAR. ADMIT THAT YOU WERE NEVER READY. FORCE - YOUR - SELF - INSIDE THAT - HEAD IM - PRIS - ONED. NOW DON'T DROP YOUR SOAP. ------------------------------- SINK YOUR FEET SIN FREE. BORN A FREAK. THEY WILL NEVER SEE. WILL YOU?! YOU WILL. YES, YOU WILL. ------------------------------- YOU - WISH - YOU :: GREW A SIX PACK LIKE YOUR MAKER. TAKE - ALMS :: BEG NOW THRUST YOUR ARM - OUT YOUR - THIRD - ARM :: BENDS - TO - THE - RIGHT HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA ------------------------------- I BRING YOU EGGS. I BRING YOU MILK. YOU PAY ME. I TAKE YOUR WIFE. YOU TAKE MY BIKE. WE'RE TRADING. YOU SUCK MY COCK. I BLESS YOU SON. IT'S HOLY. ------------------------------- DON'T - IT - GET - SO - HARD BET - WEEN WHEN THE FATHER DROPS HIS PANTS AND POPS YOUR CHERRY FORCED - HIS - WAY - INSIDE YOUR - BED DRINK UP NOW. NO FAS - TING. ------------------------------- MY FATHER IN BED HOLD ME CLOSER YOUR CROSS IT DANGLES ON YOUR CHEST YOU @#$%^&* I WILL. NEV - ER. PLAY HIDE AND SEEK WITH YOU. BECAUSE. I KNOW. YOUR SNAKE WILL FIND ITS HOLE. ------------------------------- I BRING YOU HOME. A PIZZA. YOU DON'T TIP. YOU SCRATCH YOUR CROTCH. YOU SHAKE HER HAND. SHE'S PREGNANT. YOU GO TO SLEEP. YOU WAKE UP. YOU'RE DROOLING. THOSE NEW SHEETS. ARE RUINED. FUCK YOU. YOU GO TO CHURCH. THE PRIEST WINKS. YOU'RE SWEATING. HALF THE GUYS IN SHILLONG ARE WETTING. WE'RE OUTTA LINES. WE MAKE FUN OF POM-POM. POM POM POM POM POM POM..
Submitted by Celtic Frost — Jun 17, 2026