End Time
Extract. Rage. March. Slave. Control. State. Cage. Slave… Slave. Balance of life in harmony. Corrupt in the light we fail to see. Balance your violence with kindness. Balance your violence with kindness … Malice. Slave. Balance your violence you fucking slave. Extract. Rage. March. Slave. Control. State. Cage. Slave… Slave. Balance of life in harmony. Corrupt in the light we fail to see. Balance your violence with kindness. Balance your violence with kindness … Malice. Slave. Balance your violence you fucking slave.
Submitted by VladTheImpaler666 — Apr 23, 2025
The swelling of people dispelling our country. The bullets are flying and bodies are dropping. Depleting resources accepting the calling. Compounding the forces and fueling falling. Calling simple… math. Animal survival instinct engaged. Plug in the numbers of simple math. Continued depleted resources. A human population explosion. A world saturated with greed. And crime crumpled social order. Fall of man, impending doom. Passing the ashes to our tomb.
Submitted by johnmansley — Apr 23, 2025
Our future is now, our world is ending. Our life for the disdain has brought about our end time… it’s our time. For those who would fail to see a future uncertainty, end time is certainly. Bring in your lost and pray, our world’s catastrophe, bring in the lost to stay. The end time is our time - our time is the end time. No matter what our self destruction. A condition of memory suppressing past transgressions Bring on our annihilation as our world in chaos collapses. It never fails to amaze me how quickly we forget. Watch our world in chaos collapse. Our time. Our time here on planet Earth. Cradle oblivion. Fall asleep in arms cradle oblivion.
Submitted by johnmansley — Apr 23, 2025
Nailing - hanging - crowning. Reaching hope with kind cancerous dreams. After life roses burning at the thoughts of Christ. If I could fight, I’d beat you down with the dirty lies. Try life, you’ll see, the test in time in our casualties.
Submitted by BloodShrine — Apr 23, 2025
Take your time and breathe in. Before the cost of existence. Consumes the light of humanity. Kill the depths of your rage. Take your time and breathe in. Calibrate your visions. Dial in repercussions. Celebrate your taste for lead. Open your eyes, our world, the fear grips you. Complacent or motivated you lust for the fight. Psyched to form your lies of your hatred. Looking for life of what you’d like to be. Spiraling down. Hopeless. Celebrate with gunfire. Celebrate the casualties dropping lead as rain.
Submitted by Celtic Frost — Apr 23, 2025
The flooding and grieving, our world ever changing, ignore it’s rumblings. Seasons changing, tides are rolling, we tackle destruction. All of it rushes under our breath - our world is useless in mean, The useless act of communication. Bringd excessive corruption. Ever changing, ever evolving, ever patient, ever crawling.
Submitted by Morgoth — Apr 23, 2025
This track is instrumental.
Bloodshed running wild in streets. Social structure gaining grief. Grinding hearts in raw meat. Disrepair equality. Swift and violent chaos. Killing fields and streams. Resourced man’s end. Desert storms of baggage under siege. Swift and violent chaos. Swift and violent chaos. Under siege our chaos streams. Swift and violent chaos. Killing fields and streams. Resourced man’s end. Violent chaos.
Submitted by johnmansley — Apr 23, 2025
Order failing. Havoc rising. Civil protest. Burning ravenous. Rioting mayhem. Revolt bedlam. Preaching killing. Fucking destroying. What to do. Crawling man blues. Devolving. Civil protest. Burning ravenous. Rioting mayhem. Revolt bedlam. Preaching killing. Fucking destroying. What to do with your crawling man blues devolving. A world that’s not so new. A world that’s not so new. Crawling man blues. Crawl to feed. What to do. Crawling man blues. Devolving.
Submitted by Infernal Flame — Apr 23, 2025
Drop a quarter in a dime-size slot. Pick a number as you scratch your cards. Double down crossing number off. Play to win always lose your thoughts. Roll the bones is the game I’ve only known. Hitting back is the fact that I broke your bones. Born to lose as I look at my tired face. Aware of what my mind could trace. Blow a line, draw a lie inside the crimes. Play to win always lose your thoughts. Roll the bones is the game I’ve only known. Hitting back is the fact that I broke your bones. Roll the bones is the game I’ve only known. Hitting back is the fact that I broke your bones. Drop a quarter in a dime-size slot. Pick a number as you scratch your cards. Double down crossing number off. Forfeit heart and mind.
Submitted by NecroGod — Apr 23, 2025
Embrace my trouble mind - rattle on. Connect between the lies. A march back in the mines - rattle on. Normality - relatively. Life with me and no prosperity. Inside my trouble mind. Complicated. To reach for this is wrong? Reach for my warm embrace of poverty. Rumbles on. Inside that troubled mind. A march back in the mines - rumble on. Normality - relatively. Life with me and no prosperity Inside my trouble mind. Complicated. To reach for this is wrong? Reach for my warm embrace of poverty.
Submitted by Celtic Frost — Apr 23, 2025
Smashing and breaking the structure in order. Fill in the void of your old world order. And we’ll burn anger in the street. Front and center, bullets reigning heat. Deaf in ear… fail to listen our world on fire. Complacent in it’s bath of fury blazes higher. Phantoms of the old world order.
Submitted by Corpse Defiler — Apr 23, 2025
A part of me just died. Stare your death at me. If you gave a shit and tried. You might see. Your friends you’re butchering. Won’t lie. Your friends you’re butchering. So fucking done. Butchering. Butchering. Butchering. You’d butcher God for your own greed. Soulless, you’re fucking soulless. Your friends you’re butchering. Won’t lie. Your friends you’re butchering. So fucking tired. Butchering. Butchering. Butchering. You’d butcher God for your own greed. Soulless, you’re fucking soulless. Breaking down your taxing sins. Breaking down your taxing sins. You’re bedded down with bugs. Attached with death in drugs. Scratch and claw a thought. Attached with death in drugs. You’re bedded down with drugs. Attached with death in bugs. Scratch and claw a thought. Attached with death in bugs. Butchering. Butchering. Butchering. You’d butcher God for your own greed. Soulless, you’re fucking soulless.
Submitted by Morgoth — Apr 23, 2025
Kiling time planet Earth. Force fed your feed - despite all the swine usurp and breed. Stuck in the guts of transparency. The devils are taking aim to feed. Ripping the stitching from our own needs. Fear of thinking wrong or right. Caught in the guts of transparency. Killing for kicks is the call of the day. Killing our time on planet Earth. Check out the games we play. Feeding our faces fat with greed. Class of wealth and swine… close in their blockades. Step foot to head, stomp on our hope and dreams. Leeching blood from me. Dear Christ in pain. The Christ in me.
Submitted by Nargaroth — Apr 23, 2025
Gut-check, reach in, anybody there? Tune in cold world, do you really care? Half in our heart, complacent as the next. Tap in, tap out, time to play another game. Spoon fed the mindless herd we’ve become. Control grazing, compliant in the end. Feeling the comfort desensitized. Prey or pray - wrong or right. Bitching or preaching our world to an end. Call it, as life ends, it’s no real surprise tracking losses. Gut-check our world. As our social grace slides. Gut-check, reach in, ain’t nobody there?
Our system is built on twigs of corruption, power and greed… Social disorder looting and rioting, killing greed… Grace in a world under siege - destruction… Pick off our weak - preach for a life… a quiet ending. All work and no play. Destroy world. So quit your bitching, our world’s ending - our lives are set on course. A social meltdown, global implode. Gouging prices social unrest. Scavenging for our basic needs. Zombies clawing brains for meat. All work and no play.
Submitted by Warbringer — Apr 23, 2025
Roll for the ice. Life is nice. Kill for the ice. Utopic wars we’ll fight their idiocy. Moronic wars we feed. Clutching valves that feed. Deep wounds of greed. Secure in tomb. Roll for the ice. Life is fine. Kill for the ice. Sweet ice. Roll for a life. Life is fine. Kill for your life. Sweet life.
Submitted by Pestilence — Apr 23, 2025
Don’t think our world, our world, won’t crumble. Revolution distrust… environmental. Not a question of if or why. Floods and droughts will kill the light. People kill for simple needs. Post apocalyptic dreams. Scavenge Earth for your right to live - right to live. Scavenge Erath for your right to live. People kill for simple needs… zombies feed on meat. Welcome to our post apocalyptic dream. Don’t think our world, our world, won’t crumble. Not a question of if or why. Floods and droughts will kill the light. People kill for simple needs. Post apocalyptic dreams. Scavenge Earth for your right to live. Scavenge Erath for your right to live.
Submitted by johnmansley — Apr 23, 2025
Cleaning and sweeping, ever erasing my past malfunctions. I’m bored with the lot, it’s boring in plots, of all our pollutions. Kissing the beauty of better living, chemical solutions. Hold me tight and feel my eco-friendly discharge. Balancing your life - finish your life… Balancing your life - finish your life… eco-friendly discharge. Dissecting the past sands in a glass, time wastes dilutions. Forgotten lessons of self destruction annihilated condition. Sucking the heart from a green star, lust and embrace oblivion. Hold me tight and feel my eco-friendly discharge Balancing your life - finish your life… Balancing your life - finish your life… eco-friendly discharge.
Submitted by Infernal Flame — Apr 23, 2025
A matter of urgency. Chronic dependency and it remains to see. What unfolds? Inspiration. Sonic degradation. In celebration of results achieved.
Submitted by johnmansley — Apr 23, 2025
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Landslide. Closing in. Close my eyes. Breathe in dirt. Rest it back. Bone tired. I’ve tried. Landslide. Caving in. Under dirt gasp for air. Imprison mind. Dark cave. Drunken state. Preaching faith. Mother Earth fallen. The socially acceptable way of saving grace.
Submitted by Pestilence — Apr 23, 2025
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Submitted by Warbringer — Apr 18, 2026
You cut me down Behind my back Turn back the facts Reaching your conclusions Your theories lack the facts And that's a fact You think you have the answers With not a shit to say Rip apart my every thought Before it's ever said Fuck off - fucking little trendy Brats bored of spending Mommy's cash Blinding lies Making blieve it's real Thinking you're something... Yeah, you're dead smart You think you have the answers With not a shit to say Before you start to answer, i've Got one thing to say Fuck off - fucking little trendy Brats bored of spending Mommy's cash Turn back facts Delusions, what you say Conclusions, what you said
Submitted by NecroGod — Mar 26, 2026
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Bloodshed running wild in streets Social structure gaining grief Grinding hearts in raw meat Disrepair equality Swift and violent chaos Killing fields and streams Resourced man’s end Desert storms of baggage under siege Swift and violent chaos Swift and violent chaos Under siege our chaos streams Swift and violent chaos Killing fields and streams Resourced man’s end Violent chaos
Submitted by NecroGod — Feb 06, 2026
オマエラ シンジツ モ シラナイ クセニ アイツ ノ クチニ ダマサレ テ オマエラ シンジツモ シラナイ クセニ アイツ ノ ユビニ サシズサレ オレダケ ガ シンジツ ヲ シッテイル You are desolate you Not me…
Submitted by Pestilence — Nov 07, 2025
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