Brodequin
Album • 2004
Passing under the divine bodies hanging under the sacred grove that adjoins the temple Uppsala putrefaction a sign of god’s approval Suffocating holy odour of the dead blessing the believers until the seasons end god of the gallows observing from within asgard watching as they make their way preparing to send this slave into the spirit world to accompany her master and celebrate with the glorious dead Her last days spent feasting drinking and having sex with her master’s friends volunteering for a heathen death hail the gods who bring up the winds making the flames more intense decreasing the time for crossing over lowered and restrained strangled with a rope overwhelmed and struggling to breathe a ritual dagger plunged into the chest Warm blood floods the lungs an unbroken gaze upon the face quiet and peaceful as the body is consumed by flames.
Submitted by SerpentEve — Apr 25, 2025
Searing the flesh as fat spills onto the ground coals crackle and spark whilst the flames grow higher Preparing your soul for the eternal fires awaiting your arrival gridiron glowing red hot the skin burning away turning muscles black A candle lit by god’s grace that shall never be extinguished using fire to exercise their ire The remains of morality branded on the frame the punishment of infidels marked in the holy name abolishing the wide spread disease of heresy
Submitted by Celtic Frost — Apr 25, 2025
Low thunder of the widow’s blade rattles deep within the bones of those gathered to witness the performance Straps tightened under the arms and head placed within a perfect circle preventing movement in any way roars of revenge devour the squires of mercy Stumbling across the platform intoxicated from a heartening draught screaming in support of the decree the crowd awaits in the shadow of the guillotine An assistant pulls the ears to keep the skin on the neck taught sun glistens on the edge feverishly awaiting the drop Blade quickly released administering justice to keep the peace save your… the last words uttered just before the head severed falls into a basket of iron A fountain of blood soaks the assistant as the body is pushed into a leather lined basket final breath of life expelled from the lungs state sanctioned depravity upholding the laws of liberty equality and fraternity
Submitted by NecroLord — Apr 25, 2025
Taken back to the cell confined to a low dungeon which no light can enter laid upon your back strapped down spread eagle that there will be iron set upon your body as great as you can bear and greater Fed three morsels of barley on the first day of questioning weights added on pressing to plead still no crimes admitted or denied three drinks if water to sustain life through the day weights piling high upon the chest respirations becoming quick and shallow pressure too intense for the body to sustain Mind failing under the pain the plate of iron collapses into the lungs and heart ending the trial from which neither side has won
Submitted by johnmansley — Apr 25, 2025
A voice of foul festivity hangs in the air devouring the squires of mercy trembling near the gibbet gathering in the shadow of the gallows a stifling silence overcomes the crowd as the deadman makes his first appearance on the scene Roars of support for the king demanding revenge on the traitor death is what they need to satisfy their hunger noose placed slowly around the throat a final gaze moves across the crowd Forty thousand strong all anxious for the drop rows of corpses fill the elm trees where they will remain for months
Submitted by Corpse Grinder — Apr 25, 2025
The dying’s clothing alive and in motion with vermin all chained together no need for a warden disease chokes and deprives air resting in puddles of infectious pus Unstoppable shaking consumes the mind and body staring into the faces if the dead as they are drug around the room flaying off strips of skin and placing it on them welcoming the infections disease hastening final release
Submitted by Pestilence — Apr 25, 2025
Sadistic inclinations left unchecked by an absolute power interested in obtaining the truth traditional methods fail to provide the desired effect Torture a penalty in itself as a prelude to execution Small cuts and stab wounds help ensure a lingering end importance falls on the note that the victim shall fell himself die Hung upside down legs spread wide saw slides between the thighs struggling and screaming fills the merciless executioner’s eyes choking and vomiting on your blood flowing like caligula’s wine
Submitted by Sexy Gargoyle — Apr 25, 2025
Placed in a large iron hop hinged in two halves hands bound behind the back forced to kneel on the lower half with the executioner straddling the victim Turning and tightening the screw clamping down the other section immovable agonizing pain begins anew Pressing the body evercloser sweat and tears fill the eyes a slow swelling of the throat muffling the cries chest against the knees stomach against the thighs spine slowly dislocated breastbone and ribs obliterated
Submitted by NecroGod — Apr 25, 2025
Restrained fastened to a plank outside world cutoff from witnessing the judgement set forth upon thee cloth placed over the mouth eyes roll back blood rushes to the head consciousness fading continuous stream of water poured in forcing the material down the throat cloth removed and set to start again while uncontrollably choking Head dropped downward with a struggling force swallowing up the breath from all screaming and pleading clamping the lips together verdrinken mouth reopened with an iron and set in place then sensation of drowning being a suffocating pain water reingorging itself quickly flows choking the groans for help from the rapid expansion body distorted and swollen from the rapid expansion body distorted and swollen
Submitted by Iron_Wraith — Apr 25, 2025
Blades open up the flesh cutting deep into the jaw and cheek forced to drink large quantities of wine members tied with a lute string Slicing the throats of the victims wife and children before him so he knows his seed also dies with a sadistic twist hot embers replace their eyes Pleasing the congregation members intense pressure is applied so the victim can slowly feel himself die A confession extracted by force death glazes over the eyes turns and stares toward the sky as blood floods the throat torment with death not quick enough cursing the killers with his final breath
Submitted by Nargaroth — Apr 25, 2025
This track is instrumental.
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