Byzantine
Album • 2005
I fire my malice into the crowd Dispersing empty shells onto the ground Screaming as I sling my rosary Into the noose it has became to be I cannot monitor I cannot mute the screams I cannot recall the day That I broke free from my arrows and slings Solo: Tony This power hungry nation of fools Applies fabric of war to line the pockets of greed We lean on the broken bones of their simplicity And taunt the Jihad as we spit in the face of God Blasphemy I cannot mute the screams I cannot recall the day That I broke free from my arrows and slings We fight for the right to inhale We fight for the right to abort We fight for the right just to pray And these rights they will never extort I cannot monitor I cannot mute the screams I cannot recall the day That I broke free from my arrows and slings
Submitted by Finntroll — Apr 26, 2025
No religion persuades me but the religion inside of me I’m alive Tower of Babel fell for a reason the tongues that you speak is laid of flies Your not anointed to take up the serpent you’ve backslid on all of your faith This line to heaven shall not fit you in no room for such a disgrace You deserve fire Fire set alight Burns the mark in my soul brilliantly Rise following signs I am catatonic the spirit is inside Glory be… I burn all the bridges I see We pull in sunder instantly Embody the laws of all hate A latticework of pseudo-faith Why wait? Subjugate forcing the gospel outside it’s own gate This is an intimate portrait of faith of believers who fear the same fate Lead me from hell with salvation cocktails I deny any treatment you praise Fiction looks best when it’s dipped in deceit of your brush arbor meetings a virulent sweep in disguise Solo: Tony Fire set alight Burns the mark in my soul brilliantly Rise following signs I am catatonic the spirit is inside Glory be… I burn all the bridges I see We pull in sunder instantly Embody the laws of all hate
Submitted by SerpentEve — Apr 26, 2025
I rise above the human follies in my life You’ll see the shadow of the goat is my guide Disguise the limit for my pain I can’t let anyone inside you Crawl inside limousine of twelve feet It’s lamentation day for me All access to my love denied I am the king of sorrow My darkened world has burned your eyes You stared too long into my skies Solo: OJ Put these thoughts inside to rest Decorate with Sunday’s best Tears of pain they splash my hide No resting place inside Coronation of my soul My friends I have so betrayed you Now it is done final epicedium It’s lamentation day for me Your all invited to my wake Hope you enjoy the sorrow Just let the tears pool in your eyes So you can stare into my sky My hell is not my own Solo: Tony My flames burn higher and higher In tune with the choir Eulogy of fire I am a pyre reborn Thank you for coming to my show Hope you enjoyed the sorrow And if your world does not seem bright Just stare into my darkened sky
Submitted by Pestilence — Apr 26, 2025
A fabrication woven from a burning Bush Sent thousands to expire in a desert for oil Our trust floats away in a pool of it’s own blood Snuffed out by our leaders to annex the soil Fire at will Let me reiterate we have bought into the scam Halliburton’s running Uncle Sam Abusing our military might We have to stand up and fight We cannot cave in now We have to sacrifice all these sacred cows Paving our solidarity To upend a civilization that we do not decree Fire at will Solo: Tony We lived so arrogantly Until the trumpets screamed and burned the tips of the angels wings So I’ll die in shameful agony Knowing the Antichrist has a southern drawl just like me This war ignites the flames of anarchy Feeding on the sands of time Let’s pass the bill to kill our supremacy I’ll be the first in line Fire at will Fire at will Fire at our free will
Submitted by Cyberwaste — Apr 26, 2025
You are removed from the future database No genetic code shall exist from this race Hallelujah these scars are not permanent fixtures They all shall fade away with time Solo: Tony The stars twinkle in the void As two legged creatures scheme and dream in vain In your minds you are temples But in reality you are a disgrace We give you temples of warning Temporary signs of distress The fissures you saunter are cracking And your death, an imbalance it won’t make
Submitted by NecroLord — Apr 26, 2025
I dreamt of heaven once It was a calm cool and miserable place All my friends were under the fire I could not make out a face I was trapped with the holiest men The ultimate punch line to an ironic end I screamed in my torment and writhed in my pain As the angels did bathe me with heaven again There is no earthly way of knowing Which direction we are going Not a speck of light is showing So the danger must be growing I draw inspiration from the micro dreams That twitch the body before the entering We pull ourselves into a callous induced sleep Swallowed by the years of undigested beatings In this place you reek of fear Deserved malaise Light is gone with shedding grace And God has backed away Solo: Tony Free yourself from your own mind Break yourself from your own mind Not a speck of light is showing So the danger must be growing In this place you reek of fear Deserved the horrors of life
Submitted by BloodShrine — Apr 26, 2025
Many a man bear the scars of laboring to pay a toll They lie just to exploit our miners and hell bent to export our coal Come step into our territory and our laws you shall not adhere They're gaining control through the voting and bribery built on your fear Lay down the bible and take up the rifle Our blood runs thick down the banks of the crooked creek These grass roots have all been tilled for generations next in line Our heaven will never be filled while death overfloweth the mines The backs that break under the strain of burdens brought on by their lives Are put out to fend off the rain oppression that cuts like a knife Lay down the bible and take up the rifle Our blood runs thick down the banks of the crooked creek Solo: Tony Let's war Take up arms for your mother there is nothing to lose Around the necks the union symbol hangs like a noose It is autumn on the mountain and a Chafin is to fall Charged with murderous treason Harding declares martial law Solo: OJ Lay down the bible and take up the rifle Our blood runs thick down the banks of the crooked creek
Submitted by Finntroll — Apr 26, 2025
Bruising minds burning thoughts over matter Your knees hit soil you touch me not Curdled opinions form mindless babble From evolved me the pity is not Elevated threshold of pain Masterpiece of the unsane Miles away from the next to be Successors of pure violent misery Solo: Tony Grind down to human Resist against pleasure insist on pain I disregard the soul in me Along with it I replace pity I … I pity none I … I pity you I … I pity none I … I pity you
Submitted by Immortal — Apr 26, 2025
Oh God I feel I have lost my flock We are scattered and without reason There is no strength in our stock The wolves pick up on our weak scent Trapped by a system that heralds discrimination Underneath an unclean sun your caste will be revealed Wallow in servility your branded the Musahar Toiling while the hours pass so slowly like drifting dust Held by laws obscene by all is our unfortunate gift to the world Victims of a religion that blackens me as my neighbors’ slave Bodies filled with poverty burns slow above the fire Violence from the provocation of shadows touching higher castes Oh God I feel I have lost my flock We are scattered and without reason There is no strength in our stock The wolves pick up on our scent Inside on hallowed sins I pray To save me from this world that wants to commit suicide Solo: Tony Inside on hallowed sins I pray To save me from this world that wants to commit suicide Oh God I feel I have lost my flock We are scattered and without reason There is no strength in our stock The wolves pick up on our weak scent
Submitted by Infernal Flame — Apr 26, 2025
Witch hunt is over Six lives are over Look to the father for the truth The killer smiles without a tooth Mothers weep as angels die Witches burn for Salem’s lies These poor children gave their lives Castrations upon the knife Frozen still upon the ground A life once lost without a sound The truth will never set you free A muting of the callow Execute this paradise Upon thy graves so shallow Witch hunt is over What we face is the price to pay It is all debased and defiled By the ignorant we nominate To eradicate evidence of DNA That would set the doves free once and for all Solo: Tony
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