Chernobyl survivoR

I was only ten, and even then I listened to my Maiden at maximum volume It was so easy to drive the neighbours crazy I remember them saying "This child is going nowhere" But I didn't care, "Who are you to judge me? Go mow your lawn and leave me alone. I'll crank it up so I won't hear your dumb shit. And grow my hair just because you hate it" This music gave me the strength to say fuck 'em I love it when the tubes overheat and crack, about to explode When distortion roars like thunder in the storm I wanna pump all the power and burn all the fuses I'll surely die deaf,'cause my motto is: The louder the better Twenty years later, things haven't changed, I carry on Spreading the plague, yielding the horns I must have sniffed some gun powder I feel radioactive like a Chernobyl survivor And when I'll be in the madhouse at 50 years-old I'll be the only bastard up and screaming: "rock and roll!" Banging my metal head against the padded wall Knocking on death's door This shit'll give me the strength to say fuck you all Once again, motherfuckers

Submitted by Corpse Defiler — Apr 26, 2025

Stop! don't drink and drive, but don't walk drunk in the streets either Buckle up your seat belt and shut the fuck up, this is for your safety Stop at traffic lights even when you're alone on the road in the middle of the night Don't exceed speed limits, and most of all, don't ask why, just don't do it Stop! don't offer your body on the streets, don't try to rent your flesh You can prostitute but keep the secret and be discrete But if you decide to become a pornstar, it's ok, at least you'll pay taxes Like any good citizen, like any honest worker would And so speaks the voice of law The voice that sings for a better world Control and order, obey and don't think Don't object, be perfect, don't ask why Stop! don't kill these poor vegetables who aren't even humans anymore Who are you to decide who will live and who will die? god only can Maybe these old men and women nailed to their sickbed all day Are still happy to live, even if they can't eat or wash themselves… Control and order, obey and don't think control and order Control and order, obey and don't think control and order In a world without crimes to prevent, institutions would fall So many people would lose their jobs, isn't it clear? Policemen, judges, lawyers, warden, watchmen, Probation officers, legislators and tax auditors… Moreover, human beings are irresponsible, selfish, Unconscious and even dangerous, irrational animals Society is like a giant kindergarten, it needs to be kept Under constant surveillance… so speaks the voice of law!

Submitted by Celtic Frost — Apr 26, 2025

We shared the same name We played the same game This game called existence But you were just a bit too intense You looked at life with a paranoid stare Trapped in your personal nightmare You thought you were caught in a dead end With both legs stuck in a quicksand There was a hole inside of you But you wouldn't admit it was true Filling the void with booze and dope Around your throat, you tightened the rope You had already lost touch You were far away and out of reach I felt guilty, but can one help A lonely man who strangles himself? Life can be fucking cruel It always changes its own rules You stopped to play like a fool With a twelve gauges in the mouth You pulled the trigger and that's all Brains splattered on the white wall You left a letter on the bedside table Wherein you wrote your last sick fable I'll always remember this cemetery And the end of your funeral ceremony The sun was too bright, splashing its light But deep inside my heart it was dark as night I saw this little box full of ashes And wondered: "Is it all that remains of your past?" No, you're not condemned to the void My memories can never be destroyed

Submitted by Corpse Defiler — Apr 26, 2025

I grew up amid the cries In a house with a rusted tin roof I have no story to tell just a name A quickly forgotten name From my childhood There is not much to say Except that I feel happy today To have lost most of it My past seems hazy Bad dreams I can’t relate to reality I seek the meaning of it all To overcome absurdity I grew up among the insane In a parallel dimension Where madness doesn’t exist It took me many years to understand I grew up with other children In playground where I played little A prison I would gladly dynamited A school where I learned disgust I grew up day after day taming fear A fear gripped to the belly Shaking the nerves like a rabid dog The fear of not being loved The fear of being lost in a maze The fear that the world collapses tomorrow The fear of being left alone forever With this stranger I see every morning in the mirror I grew up in the tumultuous nights Which sometimes ended When two drunkards engaged in a fight I saw all kind of excesses I saw people destroy themselves Because they were happy to be alive I saw people crawling for a line of coke And never stand up again I saw men fuck it up all in one evening I saw young age too quickly Because they have seen too much I grew up among the insane In a parallel dimension Where madness doesn’t exist It took me many years to understand I grew up within my room Four walls without windows With a black and white tv I watched horror movies And had no serious project Apart from becoming a serial killer Or the next messiah But I wanted not so much And at night under the covers In the dark, sheltered world I imagine I was not me I wanted to be anybody Except me

Submitted by Sexy Gargoyle — Apr 26, 2025

Not for the faint of heart We give it a start Adrenaline flows like nitro We come to shake the place To set the stage ablaze We’re a six pack Of ammoniac Every ass kicked No rest for the sick We sweat acid rain Sulphur drains in our veins Exiled on earth Condemned since birth To deafen the world Now you convulse, it’s getting worse With every verse, it’s more perverse Carnivorous, pacifist in reverse, we’ll drive the verse But molest your corpse first We’re a cannonball, surgical like a cannibal When we chop your skull the shock is lethal Then we stick scissors you’re the spine To cut along the dotted line We ain’t got anything to lose We attack life a pack of wolves set lose We’re here to rock your ass so come with us If you don’t like our stuff we don’t give a FUCK Sonic surgeons we plunge decibels like scalpels into your ears Molten metal Poured in the brain Method to go insane This is the drastic medicine Sol: Pascal Côté This switch is on, countdown to explosion Total slaughter No prisoners Resistance is futile You’ll join the other bodies in a pile Building crumbles Under skies that rumble We’ll break the wall of sound And burn cities to the ground Now you convulse, it’s getting worse With every verse, it’s more perverse Carnivorous, pacifist in reverse, we’ll drive the verse But molest your corpse first We’re a cannonball, surgical like a cannibal When we chop your skull the shock is lethal Then we stick scissors you’re the spine To cut along the dotted line

Submitted by Nargaroth — Apr 26, 2025

Get out of the womb come on Your mother has better to do then suffer for you Grow up fast too, there’s no time to lose Short and burning fast: life is like a fuse Go to school, feel the pressure, it’s not a game You need to know now what you will be doing For the next fifty years, there’s no time to lose Choose a job tighten the rope, climb the slope The pace of the race is set: As fast as it gets You must just devour the highway of modern life Faster and faster Tie the knot, the honeymoon ends soon Fuck fast, cum fast, cheat your wife Make a child or two there’s no time to lose Divorce and then, get married again Big Mac attacks your stomach? Fuck the facts Eat fat, eat fast, eat crap, feel the gap, Fuel the machine, there’s no time to lose Gulp and blow, way to go And become ill till you become A walking corpse, completely used, Die fast, there’s no time to lose We’ll bury you fast, and forget you even faster The pace of the race is set: As fast as it gets You must just devour the highway of modern life Faster and faster Solo: Pascal Côté

Submitted by johnmansley — Apr 26, 2025

We went to see you at the hospital In your bed you were already skeletal It was a matter of time before you died Cancer was eating you from inside So we decided to take you with us So you could at least spend your last minutes Away from these strangers in the cold We can’t leave a dog on the threshold When your pain was unbearable Like molten lead poured your innards You took morphine to get some relief Instantly falling in a coma like sleep And I often wondered where you where then In a no man’s land? Not far from heaven In a color dream where you could screw All these women who didn’t want you? You where there, death without poetry Grotesque and scandalous nudity I wanted to weep but tears didn’t come My heart stood still like a frozen sun I could only stare at your open eyes Your mouth tensed with a silent cry Your shoulder blades under the skin Protruding like two shrivelled wings In the knight you knocked on oblivion’s door I found you stiff on the bathroom floor In a ring of clotted blood A fist in the face, my first cadaver So different from the other corpses I’ve seen Liars in black suit, masquerade! Perfectly prepared for the human parade A fake prayer in the funeral comedy You where there, death without poetry Grotesque and scandalous nudity I wanted to weep but tears didn’t come My heart stood still like a frozen sun I could only stare at your open eyes Your mouth tensed with a silent cry Your shoulder blades under the skin Protruding like two shrivelled wings

Submitted by Celtic Frost — Apr 26, 2025

You grew old and grey, alone in your corner Time passed by so fast, life’s now far behind Every hour is dull, you wither away, day by day With loneliness, time to kill, wounds to heal Memories are all that remains now, pictures on the wall Sand in your hands, dust in the wind, ghost of what was Children, they are all across the universe, it seems But never here, or almost, mere presence in your head You spend your days between your bed and the toilet Longing for what you just can’t define You weep or stand still alone with your bones And uncertainty as nightmares unfold Soon you won’t even remember your name The stories will remain locked inside your brain Nailed to your sickbed understanding nothing Surrounded by strangers, their cold hands on you They’ll feed and wash you, cold carcass Simply existing, deprived of the sparkle They won’t answer your questions, you won’t ask Who are you? Where am I? Will it end? And you’ll leave the hospital one bleak morning To be buried in an anonymous graveyard Under a pale tombstone and indifferent sky Forever forgotten in the arms of silence Solo: Pascal Côté

Submitted by BloodShrine — Apr 26, 2025

Looking back it makes me sick Despite the years that ran away The bitter after taste is there I loved you fucked up girl Constantly on the verge of sinking You drank like a black hole And with all the medication It was a fatal cocktail in your brain And you fell down the stairs Laughed or cried for nothing I was ashamed I couldn’t help But loved you irrationally We spent two years together Two years to mend our cracks Watching the sun die on the roofs You stopped drinking And we savored this victory Bored as two mussels in the sea Watching movies without listening Walking the dog as all neighbours did Believing that we could be normal And live like everyone else Looking back it makes me sick Despite the years that ran away I can’t say exactly when We reached the point of dislocation Where our bright white illusions Crumbled beyond repair Everything was broken And I began to hate you I wanted you to relapse Betrayed, slapped, insulted I manage to drag you down Even lower than when we met You awoke the wild beast Nestled in a corner of my head Looking back it makes me sick Despite the years that ran away The bitter after taste is there The last time I heard of you You were in rehab one more time I never saw you again But I remember your number I could dial it with eyes closed And sometimes at night When it’s cold in the streets I refrain from calling you To make sure you’re not dead

Submitted by Finntroll — Apr 26, 2025

Never enough, more and more, the nastier the better Silicone, botoxed to the bones, hardcore icons No need for brains, bad deeds drive them insane On the screen, nameless teens, bitches scream They love it rough and go straight to the point No time to lose, no romance shit... They want dicks now, and know how to get them Man meat for dinner and cream pie for desert Perfect dolls for dirty games, always opened wide Sex artists with skills, every man’s secret dream Orgasm distributors, machine design to fuck That doesn’t ask respect or caring in return And they do everything, everything, everything Doggy style, DP, deep throat, bukkake Dirty sanchez, salad tossing, pussy licking Multiple impalement, deserved punishment Blindfolded, gagged, strangled, hanged Bonded, trampled on, whipped, dominated They never complain and know who commands My desire is to drill a hundred, a thousand new holes In your belies, your breasts, your skulls, your souls I want to carve my hate into you, tearing you apart Until you return to your native nothingness Where the hell is the lustful, insatiable whore Who’ll swallow it all without saying a word Reality’s so unsatisfying, so boring in the end My wife’s sick in bed again with a migraine She doesn’t allow me to touch her anymore The golden days are long gone and far behind And I’m masturbating on the living room couch With all these naked faceless girls dancing in my head

Submitted by NecroGod — Apr 26, 2025

Kids grow in this omnipresent violence, no wonder then some of them get mentally ill And develop a fascination for assassination the will to kill Going to school with guns, to shot and run, to kill for fun An easy trick to get some days of ridiculous recognition The enraged soldier never has thirty lives It’s not contra here don’t you realize? When you pull the trigger one time is enough There’s no reset button when you blow brains off CHORUS: But in the end I don’t give a damn, enough worries for today It’s not worth it, the world can’t be changed and it’s too late anyway I’m the prophet of nothing, I preached for the wind, my words fall on deaf ears All I believed in seems to gradually disappear And then what happens? Media are there to serve you the disaster Shootings are gold mines for some subspecies of shit diggers Death sells and they all want a slice of this pie Cameras zoom on the traumatized blonde’s tearful eyes Day after day, the crime is on the screen Variation on the same fucking theme Till you wanna throw Your TV out of the widow Till you get retarded And strangle yourself with the cord... Solo: Michael Beadoin (REPEAT CHORUS) Atlas could bear the world on his shoulders I can’t. It’s too heavy, and I’m a quitter All I want to do is relax a little Pull the plug on my schizophrenic battle Stop the train of thoughts before it breaks all my hopes Tell the ghost of the child I was to leave me alone

Submitted by Dahmers Fridge — Apr 26, 2025