Acts of Contrition
I am feeling negative About this world in which I live As the layers of your torture Strikes down with stagnant warfare Posthumous agony In this world in which i live There is nothing more to give Seeing what you do to me I turn my head in agony Posthumous agony Luck has gagged upon the host While swallowing the holy ghost You will meet the end you boast When you are holier than most Posthumous agony
Submitted by Celtic Frost — Jun 18, 2026
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Easy chairs, electric chairs, such analogies I've used them al my life, and I still don't believe what I see Friends come and go and they come but no one comes for me Because I've advertised for someone special, that's my specialty Bold adversary, looking for love But I can't find a true enemy Everything I try to do Never is enough Friends always disappear when it gets rough Enemies seem to be attracted to my grief Honest air, in and out like breath Never have so many lyrics Express such little lots So called friends, sit on their asses It ties me up in knots!!! Power in a time bomb head The dangers still unknown You'll never feel your honesty Until your thoughts have grown
Submitted by Celtic Frost — Jun 18, 2026
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I find it difficult to understand What happens when a situation gets out of hand You must of hurt badly to have laid such pain Your hearts were good but sadly Your souls were strained You forced the reason for which the rhyme You've satisfied your self and bought some time But now the time has come to pay your last regrets Doing time, the answer, finding our repentance Acts of contrition We pay for what we've done Source of remission The trigger on the gun
Submitted by Celtic Frost — Jun 18, 2026
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A time just when your needing I will come along The results of faulty breeding I'm two rights that made a wrong Patience dripping out the crack in my back Lust pouring down my spine This is what you asked, so cut me some slack I know I'm just a waste of time to you Carving my love into you When you're feeling lonely I will come along I ain't your fucking only But I ain't your fucking wrong Yellow pours down The crack in my neck This is what you asked, so cut me some slack I know I'm just a waste of time to you Carving my love into you
Submitted by Celtic Frost — Jun 18, 2026
Mother, father, sister, brother I'm sick and tired of your shit Every day I see your face and every day it makes me sick What do you expect from me? All I want is to be free Fuck you, get off my back Fuck you, shut your trap Fuck you, just go away Every day I'm being pushed I am the bomb that needs to blow I am the king snake in the grass you're gonna mow What do you expect from me? All I want is to be free Fuck you, get off my back Fuck you, shut your trap Fuck you, just go away What do you expect from me? All I want is to be free Fuck you, get off my back Fuck you, shut your trap Fuck you, just go away Ten thousand miles away Fuck you, get off my back Fuck you, shut your trap Fuck you, just go away!!!
Submitted by Iron_Wraith — Jun 14, 2026
In the name of the father, son, holy spirit AMEN For this little life you lead For all this time you've passed What has happened to you, and the religion Which you've classed What will happen to you when your church of cards must fall Will you answer to your god or cerebral calls!! When you get home at night do you pray to god Or is god your pray, behind your Walls of the rectory! Is martyrdom your answer or is sainthood still your dream? Do you lie to us of Heaven, or is there a final scene My heart goes out to followers but I know not to lead Who wrote the translation of the chipping of the creed!?
Submitted by Celtic Frost — Jun 18, 2026