Strange Old Brew

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Blood, sweat and more blood Love turned to hate Light turned to dark And life turned to death Blood! The old engine is still running Cleansing! The cleansing of the body and soul (Then) reach out and touch the branches The branches of the oldest oak In these last autumn days When dim colours are over whelming And grim Cold hills darken Frost is setting in Discover something old Discover something new You have everything to fear You're hated here

Submitted by Corpse Grinder — Apr 23, 2025

10 times the power 10 times the pain He rolls you over And rape what remains He exists in every town He is all around He stab you where it hurts Up under your miniskirt Something never never changes Something never will He loves the fire He degrade He deprive He is the judge and jury Of your miserable life You are his toilet seat You are beneath his feet With this spiked device He rapes you twice

Submitted by Warbringer — Apr 23, 2025

Weaklings, You are not the only one Dreamers, I wish you were all gone Losers of faith Grievers of the heart All the purity of sin Inner strength To die for a cause A martyr's death An old conscience Cleansed in blood A burning obsession A cold hearted devotion See into the eyes of evil And see through the eyes of hell Losers of faith Grievers of the heart All the purity of sin Inner strength To die for a cause A martyr's death An old conscience cleansing in blood

Submitted by MetalElf — Apr 23, 2025

The cold hands were yours The stiff face was yours But you were not there The eyes were yours, but they were closed And would not open The rays of the distant sun were there The moon on the hills white shoulder The trip of death, into the unknown Silent and numb The human mind, a vast universe Dive into darkness Falling further down in despair The silent watcher of truth You have lost your battle once, the quest of man God given immortality Pain strikes, the horror in their eyes Rigor mortis, the death stiffness The trip of death into the unknown Silent and numb The human mind a vast universe Dive into darkness

Submitted by Grave666 — Apr 23, 2025

Come on dead man You have slit your wrist Bow down dead man And slit your wrist again Cut!!! Cut!!! Razorblade baby Kill yourself girl You Christian women You can't live like this No!!! No!!! He's flung high, he's flung low But he still loves the purgatory glow This long road leads to you Feel the anger feel the rush Search your heart And get out before all heaven breaks loose The blood hunger The addiction Night, cold night The stars are not lit tonight Ice bound river banks Cold murky waters The treacherous devilry Coldest thoughts Suicide!!! The blood hunger The addiction Night cold night Suicide!!! Suicide!!!

Submitted by Celtic Frost — Apr 23, 2025

In this house that I built Of cold emotions Through years of oppression The suffering which I obey An unbearable suffering The rope The strangulations The whip Total submission In this room that I built Of devilish lust A tyrant's possession Unleashed at dusk Chained at dawn Deprivation, solitude Perfection, lust In this world that I built Of no emotions I whip the skin I taunt the angel Forever And ever Again And again

Submitted by Iron_Wraith — Apr 23, 2025

The trail I walk is haunted By his blinding light Somewhere Down there For eternities undefeated Unwanted Untouched The evil incarnate The cloak of midnight Screams are strong Around the oppressed Like a blizzard Like a whirlwind Like the long lost divinity! It falls heavy like a stone I am what I am Spill the blood one more time The trail I walk is haunted By his blinding light Cloak of midnight

Submitted by Sexy Gargoyle — Apr 23, 2025

In the night the forest lies cold Longing for the north wind to return Hear the sad whisper of the wind Blackened clouds cover the crescent moon Evil lords ride the tempest wings Cursed is the soil of the pathetic fools The winds of mayhem have returned To the infernal land of the forest The return Dark is the shadow of the reaper His cold embrace of melancholy Illuminated are the old roots of evil Hear the grim anguished cries Frozen millennium of the evil usurper From the dark caves of the forest Freezing winds sweeps the autumn meadow This is the hellstorm of our infernal ways The return of the freezing winds

Submitted by Warbringer — Apr 23, 2025

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He hung himself in the middle of the night Found dead in the morning bright light Got no more lithium Gave up life They say: you better give up now Its not worth the strife The soul constipation He's turning blue He's turning blue He's turning blue He's turning blue And nobody cares He withered He's not the only one Come on get it over with You're not the only one He's turning blue He's turning blue He's turning blue He's turning blue And nobody cares

Submitted by MetalElf — Apr 23, 2025