Tenebrous Apparitions
Awake of a trance - of putrid remains The odor of decomposition Brings back reality Trapped in my coffin I'll rise again Feelings of necrophagia Make my sorrows appear A premature funeral Started all this fucking torment As I begin to walk To my insane mind comes Grotesque visions of a rotting Christ And now I see all the false prayers I'm choking with my own blood And I see my guts on the floor Suppurating vile viscous liquid I'm decomposed, they will be too The fear of desolation It's filling your body You know you're alone And the smell of rot is here Now you see his deformed face Feel your brutal death All your innards in his mouth A disgusting feast with your gore He's ripping the mass of organs Bestial devouring of your limbs Zombie laughs as you scream How the dead can awake? And as I torture this carcass My mind starts to think, why am I undead? But if Jesus rise from the dead Maybe he was a cannibal zombie like me
Submitted by SerpentEve — Jun 21, 2026
Searching (for) a body To satisfy your aberrations And spill the blood For your master and your goal Rip the face Chop the ears Open the skull Eat the brains Fuck the cadaver Cut off the legs Slices of flesh Splattered pus Spiritual frustrations Larvs of subconscious Foetal lacerations Drink testicles' juice Hang the bodies With their own veins Vomit and blood Over your face Septic infection Pungent suppuration Excavate the unholy graves For the dismembered mangled humans Keep the bodies in your graveyard The putrid flesh is better for you Exhume the masses of decomposition If you want to eat more death
Submitted by SerpentEve — Jun 21, 2026