Battlescarred

Fire, it enters your soul, reaching a pain you believe Anger, it's out of control, watching them fall to their knees. People, they're running to hide, trying to hide from your war. Carnage, tattooed on your brain, violence becoming the law. Slashing, through ages of darkness, slaughter a butcher of death. Madness, that wells up inside you, cannon fire your last breath. Stampede, the clatter of armour, seeing the death of a land. Falling, the heroes are crawling, generals have death on their hand. Blood scars on your mind, the fear remains deep inside, You try to escape, but there's no escape from your mind. Fear in the dark, the victory burns in your heart, Oh no, battlescarred. Confusion, sweeps in to your head, laughing at death by the sword. Destruction, taking a hold, to live in a world without law. Vengeance, breaks out from your soul, trapping your life from the start. Fire, burns in to your body, trying to tear at your heart. Surrounded, by death all around you, no reason there is no escape, Anger, your pain it belies you, lusting to kill your mistake. Enslaved, by the force it commands you, tears at your head and your face. Power, your conscience commands you, shell shocked the war takes its place.

Submitted by Lake of Tears — Apr 26, 2025

Feel the cruelty of the sea, laughter and insanity Blow the tanks it rises higher, all systems go torpedoes fire Under cover of the sea, deep beneath the enemy. Move in sync with deadly motion, enemy corpses in the ocean. Deep in the depths of the sea, lurking black metal runs free, The sign of the swastika reigns, Its victims in shackles and chains, The fatherland sends forth his sons, to plunder the sea with their guns, Britannia shall not rule the waves, replace all her princes with knaves, The wolfboat shall have what it craves. Commands from an ice cold heart, set to rip this world apart. Blow the water there's no honour, rape your sister, kill your brother. Feel the cruelty of the sea, laughter and insanity Blow the tanks it rises higher, all systems go torpedoes fire

Submitted by Nargaroth — Apr 26, 2025

Life is a flickering candle of hope As the world sees your heart on your sleeve. They mesmerize with a cauldron of lies To the world that it has to believe. Walk in to madness, the crazies upon Leave your sorrow and heartache behind. Power and passion will fall in to fashion Then naught will be left of your kind. Walk in to night, Run for the light. Pride of our leaders will suffer through conscience And leave us the feed off our dead. How we tell them this war that befell them Was meant to be fought in their heads. Walk in to the night, Run for the light. Stand and fight, for your life. Stand and fight, for your life. Man's constant struggle amongst all the rubble Will leave us with blood on our hands. Who will explain us when power betrays us We know that our fate will not stand. They will tell lies with their graceless defiance Will the beast make us turn back in time? Who would receive us then try to deceive us? And laugh in the face of our pride?

Submitted by Sexy Gargoyle — Apr 26, 2025

No grief in the air, we're hiding away, We thought that we tried, no thanks for today. We wait for a time, as pledged by the king. What powerful minds, they rule as they change, No challenge to them, they live for their king. Who rules all desire, to live on our world. Wait for the time we shall arise. Pray for your soul, we will know why Wait for the time we shall arise. Life without war, they told us the end. We're taking it all, there'll be nothing left. We rise to our world, we come from the past. No grief in the air, we're hiding away, We thought that we tried, no thanks for today. We wait for the time, as pledged by the king.

Submitted by Corpse Grinder — Apr 26, 2025

Your hands they are reaching as I beckon your life. You walk into darkness lost in perpetual night. Your guts they are steaming so abstract they lay. It looks rather sickly but that won't keep me at bay. Blood in my hair Blood everywhere Blood reds the skies As I tear out your eyes. There's no sense no feelings for this grudge that I bear. I hack at your body I kill without care. This darkness surrounds you with evil skins crawling with death. There's no time left for laughter in a house soaked in death.

Submitted by NecroLord — Apr 26, 2025

The passing of centuries blackened and burning despair in the darkness of night. Hunting for flesh in the ruin of madness defeat on the festering light. Stalking the waist-lands hunting and slaying to feast on the salts of your blood. Carnage and mayhem and death feed the hunger the curse will be ended for good. Blood lust of death, Feeds the despair. The cause of the bloodline of lunar insanity forged through the age of disease. The peeling of flesh and the burning white fire would render the power of the beast. Stalking the waist-lands hunting and slaying to feast on the salts of your blood. Carnage and mayhem and death feed the hunger the curse will be lifted for good. Blood lust of death, Feeds the despair.

Submitted by MetalElf — Apr 26, 2025

Look through the pages of man through the ages, all you'll see are wages of sin. Mindless upheaval of lice ridden evil, the nightmare doth truly begin. Empires have risen and empires have fallen, nothing is left to inspire. Sing as it crumbles, your soul starts to rot, tumbling into the fire. One man of power did yearn to devour the secret of insanity. A ruler so twisted, his insanity misted morality he could not see. Crazy desires to be as a god, a madman, an emperor, a peer. Devouring an infant to feed on its life, a deity lost in its fear. Legions, they snap to his word, his voice it is heard. Caligula shouts to a terrified race, though if they could see through insanity, They'd find that the mad god has fear on his face. His anger so fearful, his power so evil not knowing the bastard's next move. Would he be smiling or merely beguiling insanity so hard to prove. Incestuous brother so gentle and calm, the next moment ready to kill. Try not to displease him, a difficult task, existence that battles the will. Survival's not easy, the balance uneasy, so fine between heaven and hell. Is this really living or death unforgiving? Believe me it's so hard to tell. Never has nature delivered a foe, so evil, so hateful, so cruel? Look to this man, he's completely deranged, is he a god or a fool?

Submitted by The Void — Apr 26, 2025

Carved out of stone, grotesque bird or beast Rises from darkness to hunt for the feast In for the kill, he tears at your back He aims for your home, prepares for attack Pounding of footsteps, that hammers your brain Figure of darkness that drives you insane Redemption it reigns so firm in his heart Its powerful wings will tear you apart Demons of fire Turn back to stone Scream out in anguish, don't try to repent From fire and brimstone his demons were sent Carnivorous instincts, your flesh is now prey This table of death is fused to your brain Demons of fire Turn back to stone Demons burn, demons die Sail from Hell Gargoyle fly Demons of fire Turn back to stone Huge beasts of rage, with them carved in to stone The guardians of future his evil be known Countless desires and now is the time With rivers of blood, this world shall be mine

Submitted by Corpse Grinder — Apr 26, 2025

There's a fire burning, reaching out of control People leave the city, searching for a home. Rising from the darkness in the halls of death, atomic wave defeats them, feel the dragons' breath. Dragons shall cleanse their souls, oceans of death below. Cruel flesh the hunter, fulfills his evil plan, rising through the fire, with death there on his stand, Rising past the carnage, facing all the dead, returning to the ocean, escape the land of death, The land falls to darkness, guilt burns this place, slide beneath the water, escape this fiery place, devastation conquest, God smiling face, smothers the world in fire and now, it's too late. Now the world is peaceful, bodies turned to stone, atomic burning, the ocean now behold, fire cleansed the evil of the promised land, then man shall rise again, destruction in his hand. Fire shall cleanse their souls, oceans of death below.

Submitted by MetalElf — Apr 26, 2025

Her pointed talons are reaching, clutching to wrap round your throat. See how her eyes fill with madness, shiver as she starts to gloat. The stench of the dead is abundant, deliverance is remote. She lies in wait for a victim, a helpless young virgin alone. Unknowing the witch is upon her, on legs of fleshless back bone. The young virgin's soul is in torment, lost in the dead zone. Baba Yaga! Queen of the dead Baba Yaga! Princess of dread Baba Yaga! Woman or witch? One evil bitch! Atrocities boil in her cauldron, bat's wings and spiders and eyes. Casting a spell on her victims, she is the daughter of flies. Many a hero who challenges, withers and dies. Protection of all of the people, they run away from the heat. If she doesn't get you, her house will, it walks around on taloned feet. Don't waste your time running, admit defeat.

Submitted by Cyberwaste — Apr 26, 2025