Order of the Vulture
What’s an open mind that’s made for suffering? Coffins reek inside; there’s something troubling about the will to die The will to terrorize; the pounding in my chest is set to paralyze Achromatic eyes, the morbidity Feel the fire rise, a new chemistry The King Of Painted Bones, skin bubbling My children get to work, my Wake! The Dark World is everything, the only truth that life permits Take this time, prepare the offering, prepare the metamorphosis The Dark World is everything, the only truth What’s an open mind, that’s made for suffering? Coffins reek inside; there’s something troubling about the will to die The will to terrorize; the pounding in my chest is set to paralyze Achromatic eyes, the morbidity Feel the fire rise, a new chemistry The King Of Painted Bones, skin bubbling My children get to work, ahhh! The Dark World is everything, the only truth that life permits Take this time, prepare an offering, prepare the metamorphosis The Dark World is everything, the only truth, the fucking Metamorph! I hear you, your moaning fear I will show you! And, I can smell you, your rotting liquid I can make you! It isn’t pretty but it is power Syphon plasma as it’s spurting in a tower Lap at the air, can you taste it? The elegant perfume of death will not be wasted My new tomb, I feel it closer I’m tortured by my shapeshifting dark enforcer Cold meat encased in fresh skin Coiled genitals, a necro-cosmic virgin Standing in the trance of the Moon Uncovered, standing in the trance of the Moon You can all just shit in your silver decay I found it, standing in the trance of the Moon We tell you, there is no help And now you wish for a different self
Submitted by VladTheImpaler666 — Jun 27, 2026
Like my soul Domination and passion, with no restraint Lick demon sweat, tongue your sourness Pin me below Maturation of a virgin, penetrate right through your curtain Observing the texture, your flesh and my leather Punishment Belt you my pet, tied in restraints Now choke me out, impaled on my stake Pin me below Maturation of a virgin, penetrate right through your curtain Observing the texture, your flesh and my leather! Take me to Europa, cover me in dust I dip into The Void, enveloped by your cunt Creatures in heat, fucking to prolong The hair above your lips capturing my cum As the dark turns to light, the specters will arrive Hands casting shadows, masturbating us tonight Will you sink your teeth, into my wrists? As we twist through time and I manipulate your bits This is a prophecy, get down on your dirt knees Carnality, possessed, wet and naked No apologies, perverse entertainment Sex and metal, you little devil Taste me on your lips, fuck me like a Crucifix Sex and metal, you are a devil I want to taste your cum, fuck me like a loaded gun
Submitted by VladTheImpaler666 — Jun 27, 2026
Graves, I’ve seen a lot Monuments to stinking rot Mocking the sanctity of life By desecrating the remains of the dead Looting the rituals of those who mourn Bringing shame and horror to the grieving Death, is life’s true bliss Gruesome insult, to bereavement Sickly form, Earthly plague Vile weakness, death awaits Blood is burning, fueled by hate Hands exacting a morbid disgrace It’s easy to dig up a fresh grave The false dignity of embalming the dead is appalling I sodomize your posed smile And smear cum and shit across your pallid demeanor Blood is burning, fueled by hate Hands exacting a morbid disgrace Funeral ritual, praising lies Internment, decay, for maggots you pray Death, is life’s true bliss So rest… in fucking piss Rest in piss!!
Submitted by VladTheImpaler666 — Jun 27, 2026
Ripe, the rose that’s overflowing Call, reach for the broken ceiling Born, soma souls are taken Forgone, crack bones like frozen orchids Logic rust away; rip right through the fold Become a lightning comet and feast on Astral Souls Astral Souls! The candle of the weak will blow out in the cold Decapitate the pharaohs and feast on Astral Souls Astral Souls! A paradise of dark desires Symbiosis of the Winged Lords Now powderize the stupid flesh The flesh of desiccated mortals Feast on Astral Souls!
Submitted by VladTheImpaler666 — Jun 27, 2026
Corpses and lye Bake in the nuclear heat Youthful faces wrought with despicable disease Curse the dirt with caustic bile and blood Dispose of me, I am not what I was A thousand eyes explode Blood pornography Lust and vengeance A sexual autopsy Corpses and lye Animal acid burning From the chest, star shaped eruption Nothing’s real, I am already dead Exothermic torture, corrodes my withered skin Buried alive Eyes open to the plague A thousand eyes explode Creation by submission Lust and vengeance Unparalleled attrition Buried alive Eyes open from the grave Buried alive Entombed forever and silent as a blade There are pictures in the fog Omens of degradation Oh haunting screams! Pain beyond sensation Present yourself, reveal your dark intestines They sing to me, ‘Count your fucking blessings’
Submitted by VladTheImpaler666 — Jun 27, 2026
Dead roaches on your lips A consciousness eclipse Inanimate delight Death, the orgasm of life Fuck your way to Hell Putrid pleasures of the wicked Silent, omnipotent Such the vultures love The scavengers are gorged Your matter’s been deleted They’ll gnaw you to your bones Celebrate the feeding Indignity in life, there will never be peace Just a soiled corpse, corporeal release Beware, the Order Of The Vulture! Beware, the time has fucking come! Fuck your way to Hell Fuck your way to Hell! Pollution of the cells Nothing to be felt The cunting little fleas Death, the tyrant of your dreams Observe the waste, a sea of total scatter Torn bloodied feathers, falling from your master Gasping for mercy, the Terrafuck is now! Sifting through your head but there is nothing to be found Fuck your way to Hell Foul pets of the perverted Godless and powerless Such the vultures love
Submitted by VladTheImpaler666 — Jun 27, 2026
Worm birthrate Quick as sound waves They writhe and pulsate A dearth of vision From death infection The Blood Religion I was born into a cult of pain Now there are twisted cables in my brain Soaked and foaming in my own disease We are past the point, no destiny We four Vultures Performing murder Blood down the altar We coat our madness Complete with malice Unholy savages, well fuck it! I was born into a cult of pain Now there are twisted cables in my brain Soaked and foaming in our own disease We are past the point, no destiny Found traces of violence in places so silent A whirlwind of fury, desert me Amazing devices in stasis, inside us A whirlwind of fury, desert me A whirlwind, a whirlwind, a whirlwind, a whirlwind, a whirlwind, a whirlwind, a whirlwind, a whirlwind, a whirlwind, a whirlwind, a whirlwind, a whirlwind, a whirlwind, a whirlwind, a whirlwind, a whirlwind
Submitted by VladTheImpaler666 — Jun 27, 2026
High, I need time to exist Black, covered in total shit Over it all, but awake Sucking the sound every day I dare you; forever drugs Goddamn you, forever Hell, like the blood in my eye Breathing the cold, synthesized Wasting my life, an abyss Back to the high, to the piss I dare you; forever drugs Goddamn you, forever Wasting my life, an abyss Back to the high, to the piss A portrait of poison protecting my visage Made heinous and crippled, a narco religion Force fed! Thе mask is convulsing, a poem of peril Haunted!
Submitted by VladTheImpaler666 — Jun 27, 2026
Born without a light Death is deep inside Poison from your mind Watch it bleed you dry Tear the skin Disappear Forget time Forget life Think of all the worthless waste Lead me to a private place No more sound, don’t leave a trace Mold grows on a frozen face Rip it off Disappear Forget time Forget life Torture, Formaldehyde, murder, infanticide With every breath I bless this blade I bless myself but not these slaves I came into without a name And will return amid the flame Torture, Formaldehyde, murder, infanticide Tear the skin Disappear Forget time Forget life
Submitted by VladTheImpaler666 — Jun 27, 2026
There was a curse invented by a weeping God An illusionist; destroyer of the basic maths Myths for the miserable, myths for the miserable A life in ache, this is your final lamentation Surreal reality, anatomical deceptions The inconceivable, just before your freezing death Myths for the miserable, myths for the miserable As you tunnel through the glowing grit Tectonic plates smash beneath your knees An unilluminated path Enter the palace of your memories Impossible, formidable beast Swordbreaker Odorless, unforgivable peace Womb sounds Absorbed into rivers of sleep There is no wane to your misery No! Nothing is nothing! The planets taunt you with their crippling whispers Come forth, down we lie Come forth, down we lie Come forth, down we lie Come forth, down we lie Down
Submitted by VladTheImpaler666 — Jun 27, 2026