Oblivion Beckons

Driven to the thorn Unaware of the dying to come Extinction opens her eyes An event is on the horizon Thank God it's time We are bound to this earth only by the pull of the tides For we are creatures of intelligent design A bleak situation just got bleaker Our ties with the maker get weaker and weaker The absolution of what will befall you The light at the end of the tunnel will smite you Christ bait rising Agnostic death Annunaki What do you believe to be true? [Solo Tony] Seas rise as trembling tears multiply, the end is nigh Count your rosary for seasons blur their ceremony Your beliefs are finally put to the test, how insignificant Praise Allah, the patron saint of Armageddon A bleak situation just got bleaker Out ties with the maker get weaker and weaker The absolution of what will befall us The light at the end of the tunnel denies us

Submitted by The Void — Apr 26, 2025

As I bore for the depths of depravity A bottomless pit I have found As I search for the signs of humanity There will be no ashes abound Will you burn me alive Turn my organs to ash Await my salvation As bones break like glass If I empty my guts on the table Will you sift through and find what you need Will you write out the truth with eloquence Or smear out a liars decree Will you burn me alive Turn my organs to ash Await my salvation As bones break like glass No cross no thorns No kings without pawns No pain no crown My skin fills with rain I stare in the eye of the storm [Solo Tony] No cross no thorns No kings without pawns No pain no crown My skin fills with rain I stare in the eye of the storm

Submitted by Nargaroth — Apr 26, 2025

Idle hands are the devils playground So let us inaugurate this disease Set the blood agar to sow our greed Don't underestimate my strength Just to undermine my needs Let the weeding out process begin with dastardly deeds We want to live in another world Where our hopes can just drain away Overlooked and tossed away We want to live in another world No matter the cost We try not to live in a serene world In God we lie Trapped in a den of inequities Forcing shots of insanity It's time we find out who is the weakest species A holy war for us all to see Crucified on my TV screen The final chapter in the book of man Entitled, "Time to Die For Me: A Eulogy" We want to live in another world Where our hopes can just drain away Unattended and left to fade We want to live in another world No matter the cost We try not to live in a serene world In God we die [Solo Tony]

Submitted by Celtic Frost — Apr 26, 2025

I'm drowning in darkness someone shine a light on me Fixated on the outcome of all Death whispers denouement the end is clear to me Coping with sorrow I splinter the last straw It's been a long, sad day And this will only make it worse As devils whisper angels pray This gift will only be a curse So this must be my hell but I can not discern I set sail for Charon my soul the river Styx will burn It's been a long, sad day And this will only make it worse As devils whisper angels pray This gift will only be a curse Fire in the hole and glory be to God Disregard the soul beneath a foot a sod Bane of my existence and crux of my dismay Salt packed into a gaping wound day by day I'm washed in the misery bathing the soma I pray for your mercy to vanquish this coma

Submitted by NecroGod — Apr 26, 2025

Waves of calm they washed me clean Detached, removed from the spine Possessed with a feeling of death A compulsion to silence the goodness Everyone dies but not everyone lives The plague modern times instilled This revelation cured me of this sickness of the mind Wronged in our chance to comprehend immortality Power beyond the amorphous stature breathing lies Inside the ties that bind Waves of doubt wash over me Skepticism oscillates in the mind Relief from the pagan beliefs That are contrary to the submissive Faith and doubt constantly collide Joined together on immeasurable planes More courage does it take to suffer than to die Power beyond the amorphous stature breathing lies Inside the ties that bind Recalculate infinity Expand just to collapse on me [Solo Tony] A glimpse of moving light that you must bring to focus Grows in proportion to the pressure on the eyes

Submitted by Pestilence — Apr 26, 2025

It's the beginning of a beautiful end I drown again just to taste the sand Praying to pinholes of light above The unholy that we don't speak of A sobering fact that my life has never meant a thing A memory of perpetual lies Can you see this pitiful life now on display An evolution of my suicide We cast out liars We cast out liars These demons are mine, residing inside Carving out the inner skull Making ample room for more They subdivide, evil comes in legions A sobering fact that my life has never meant a thing Whom the gods love shall die young Antagonist, longing for the agony to persist My scars shall ripen in the sun [Solo Tony] We cast out liars We cast out liars Isolated by fire We cast out liars

Submitted by The Void — Apr 26, 2025

Hunger for what's not there, eyeless congregation Blessed be unto for their hearts are true Submitting to the stimuli, a pure psychic secretion For their souls are empty Bleeding out the will of humanity Can you hear the tolling of the bell? The masses salivate Neurons fire with desire to quench intangible needs Supplant the seed, learn the machine When two entities commonly occur close together The appearance of one shall forever bring to mind the other Can you hear the tolling of the bell? Infecting the inane "Don't become a mere recorder of facts, but try to penetrate the mystery of their origin. Perfect as the wing of a bird might be, it will never enable the bird to fly it unsupported by the air. Facts are the air of science. Without them a man of science can never rise." ~Ivan Pavlov~ [Solo Tony] Pinpoint your soul I'll swallow it What will be left behind Nothing but a body cold Pinpoint your fears I'll wallow in them What is now left behind Noting but a body cold Can you hear the tolling of the bell? The masses salivate Can you hear the tolling of the bell? Infecting the inane

Submitted by Morgoth — Apr 26, 2025

This track is instrumental.

Is this song not instrumental?

To hold a pen is to be at war A calculated science of destruction Consensual disarmament, dismembered A campaign for the Armageddon Bombs to Baghdad, Bayji, and Fallujah Consensual dismemberment, disarmed A call to arms in the key of rapture echoing through time Young men coal hardened faces testing their resolve They were taught discipline to see the battle through From deep mines to the front lines Centurions must sacrifice their lives The dogs of war are pining for the corpses Of soldiers marching ever forward Consensual disarmament, dismembered Dues will be paid and graves will be dug For your sons and your daughters My cousin now martyred Consensual dismemberment, disarmed A call to arms in the key of rapture echoing through time Young men coal hardened faces testing their resolve They were taught discipline to see the battle through From deep mines to the front lines Centurions must sacrifice their lives [Solos OJ, Tony] I'll crawl through the rubble And scream to the heavens Our mantra until we die Montani Semper Liberi Montani Semper Fi

Submitted by Corpse Defiler — Apr 26, 2025

I got the news today I've lost faith somewhere along the line No chance for me to retrace innocence now washed away An affair I forever reject, a puppeteer I soon will not forget My hell is empty, the devil is here pulling my strings Slithering silently We suffer a snakes disease Slithering silently Smother our integrity I'm searching for the moral hooks on which to hang my trust No chance for me to retrace my good intentions drowned by lust The levee deepens as the earthen dam begins to weaken Surface a martyr today, a floating body tomorrow Slithering silently We suffer a snakes disease Slithering silently Smother our integrity [Solo Tony] I use this prosthesis one fucking last time Then rip it away take back what's rightfully mine We use this prosthesis one fucking last time Then rip it away take back what's rightfully ours Parasitic, lecherous Maggots press their weight down upon you Malignant, so cancerous Stifling all you hold dear You pierced the side and drank the wine and left me here to die I long to lay my suffering down at the feet of my enemy We bear the scars of the suppressed, revenge is for suppressors I breathe in deeper today for your grip now loosened on my throat Slithering silently We suffer a snakes disease Slithering silently Smother our integrity no more

Submitted by Grave666 — Apr 26, 2025

Hail the end time agenda Hail the black art agenda He who is down need fear no fall He who lies for you will lie against you Hail the end time agenda Hail the black art agenda It's a long road out of hell When you refuse to do the devils work Believe me when I say all is not well And if I have time to kill, I'll be back for you He who is down need fear no fall He who lies for you will lie against you It's a long road out of hell When you refuse to do the devils work Believe me when I say all is not well And if I have time to kill, I'll be back for you Tell me your gospel and pen it in blood For there is no blacker ink to come clean with Excuse me while rapid genuflections I perform until perfection By the grace of our God We denounce diocese Branded by this disease Their communion is cheapened Defiled without a kiss Fueling hell by degrees

Listen closely to the sound of treachery Look deeply into the eyes of lechery All fall to knees begin to worship me The brazen son of man I shine of pure idolatry The trouble with your prayers are that they reek of last resorts I waste not tears on hollow grief In a city without dogs the wolves become the overseers It takes a thief to catch a thief Pain lays not it's touch upon the children born of shame Your faith awaits to be unearthed Release the blackened dove for there was never light above Panning for echoes never birthed Life, liberty, and the pursuit of ignorance [Solos OJ, Skip, Wolfe, Tony] I shall feel nothing no compassion exorcised from me My mortal coil laid aside no emotions ever to bequeath

Submitted by Morgoth — Apr 26, 2025

Crank the ratchet slowly to measure our inequities Each bone that breaks reveals a new point of stress to me A catalyst of suicide, a wound to be dressed Quiet on the set, your death has taken it's turn to be in progress [Solo Tony] Squeeze the hammer slowly to bury our honesty A song for dying swans reveals a path for me A catalyst of suicide, a wound to infect Our death will be appreciated, swollen tongue forever Laced with vitriol Choking on the residue we leave It's time to roll the bones Your end I must advise With confidence I sin False grieving now begins Belittles your demise In minutes just a memory of faded apparitions (spoken) These are the final words that will be penned from me As empires rise, they do just fall And history shall forever repeat So now I dig deep into my black beating heart And with open arms welcome you to oblivion...

Submitted by Immortal — Apr 26, 2025