Starving the Vultures

Clear the way King of the stars Two-thousandth proverb I am a god Mithras

Submitted by NecroGod — Apr 26, 2025

It's a suicide lottery and they've won The real life has just begun Coughing up nest of cocoons it feeds the statists Oblivious to wounds seeping dry it feeds the statists All value is lost when we allow the spiders to feed Our values bled into this eco-cesspool This is where it all ends This is where it all ends All value is lost when silence is born Death behind the dollar We are in the womb of the statist and all is not well in the best of all Worlds It's a suicide lottery Drop the guillotine Bury my head

Submitted by Infernal Flame — Apr 26, 2025

Engineers of the dead Architects of destiny A saving grace, a gift Our lives are saved by incoherence Tissues fabricated; produced by multimedia We have failed the test We have failed at life The skin of the mother is not your own Our skin will become the ornaments of angels The curtain of humanity has been lowered The celebration is over The queen bee is dead The engineer is the saving grace Fluids now run on a schedule Precision is essential We have failed the test We have failed at life Have faith only in causes and not in men We will drink the hemlock together

Submitted by MetalElf — Apr 26, 2025

Saviors robed in cloaks of blood Eucharist in mouth Hand in the basket Arms in hand Deaths in vain Politicians' observe us through stained glass Demagogues and bureaucrats are at sunday's service Your god is selling your life Your god is buying my liberty Politics kiss the Vatican Pope encased in plastic while his missionaries fall to mortar and gunfire All in the name of the Nothing This sunday has no agenda for you Theology is war Death is insignificant All gray matter is ash Myths are preached The basket is empty The bodies are buried And at the end of the tunnel your soul remains unsaved

Submitted by Iron_Wraith — Apr 26, 2025

Our bodies drain and fortify the soil of a global concentration camp To escape is to live ostracized The breathing abortion I am the stone You are the stone The most unnatural self-erosion You will leave no imprint of life or progression I will leave no imprint of life or progression We are the barricade

Submitted by NecroGod — Apr 26, 2025

Disfiguring the memory So silent So serene One eye shut for the past One eye opens for tomorrow's dream Mark her the one The one who will stand alone Pitter-patter of dry-rotted love Plunging, dropping, splashing into heaven's eighth lake And casting a disfigured reflection of life in its eight rings Dry flaking tincture under one-inch fingernails So follow her home Follow her to reprisal so sweet Crying help to a barren room Barren walls Romance in monotone She will never miss you We will never miss you

Submitted by Infernal Flame — Apr 26, 2025

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Could you imagine if i were to spill emotions down upon you? The streets would flood Eyes torn and acid scathed and bright crimson visionary of the apocalypse Randomly place my guilt on your back With the hands of surgeon Could you take the thorn in my side? I prayed for yours I prayed for yours No way to torture me that I have not yet dealt onto myself When you cut your wrists veins to my mouth for your sickness would make me Elated Cut your wrists on the toasting glass A toast to my happiness The crystal image that i broke When bone burns When clouds spin Hate this sin, hate this sin, hate this sin The vision your soul holds did you forget to grasp it? You'll learn to love again I never forgot Mouth full My lungs are sinking With a new coat of self-esteem I'll go out tomorrow and stalk you dreams I prayed for yours I prayed for yours I prayed for your dreams

Submitted by Cyberwaste — Apr 26, 2025

Evolution lives harmonious with extinction We must die We masquerade as flourishing flowers but live as stagnant weeds We must die We are the fertilizers of the future but we never offer enough for humanity To ever take root The soil is arid from ignorance, injustice, and contamination Blue skies coil in a backward apocalypse We must die For life we must die

Submitted by BloodShrine — Apr 26, 2025

I hide inside watching from the stained glass eyes 500 shades of red dance With 500 shades of gray The last festival of humility With just enough room for a baby's first breath Mama, papa don't come home Arch my recollection in two Bent over at war with pink porcelain greeting card of the viewing that you See now Please sign in so it's known who's laughing Strings from the hair of the eleventh prophet stretched and strung across The smile Fingering sorrow's harp My fingers now cracked and blistered Call the pain master and I’ll bow at request Silver stares back before it browns and crusts Silver still reflects the spillage The calm How many times will I circle this room and yet never move once Tranquillity of the flesh, water, and tile Flesh, water, and tile Flesh, water, and tile You would think it could get no worse It will

Submitted by Infernal Flame — Apr 26, 2025

Who am I? Slumber's spiritual drifter wonder toward the sewer My life; bounty in the alley-cat's fevered jaws Laid my body on a hollow altar A spectacle for the clergy of the infected Wash my feet {ablution} Cleanse my soul Complaisant via fear Blessed by the collar Held by the hierology Led by the shepherd Trapped by the lamb Murdered by the father Absent from theopathy Purge my soul Pulled the heart from the lamb Fed the alley-cat Drank from the cloud's breast and traced my shadow in sunlight The figure of divinity Radiant in simplicity and traced my shadow in sunlight

Submitted by The Void — Apr 26, 2025

Philosopher Bastard head of the eucharist Seasons have counted backward Return the baby to the river Wooden raft Upstream current of Yahweh’s golden piss Return the holy flesh of the Nazarene Tabernacle of ash My side bleeds too Please wipe my face with the shroud of impiety Are those my lungs in your grasp? Because I can breath no more With blood-soaked fingers i chisel away at stone Uncover Rediscover flesh like my own Heal me Heal me Emasculate We have not eaten We will not eat again Shed the lice great leper lord, because we are blind now too Drag the holy remains over my own body The perfect fit Piety, euthyphro Piety, Smile upon me now Heal me

Submitted by Finntroll — Apr 26, 2025

Why do our children bleed? Onto the floor Tears and blood Onto their backs Riding punishment Keeping it alive Pierced down with heidi's arrow Wounds that imprint the brain They'll bleed again They'll bleed again Into the suckling mouths of another innocent one i love I throw - throw the tears I throw - throw the blood Into your face It breeds a weapon A reoccurrence So share the bruise Share the blood Share your hand Share your love that's within or they'll bleed again It breeds a weapon A reoccurrence So share the bruise Share the blood Share your hand Share your love that's within or they'll bleed again Why do our children bleed? Onto the floor Tears and blood Onto their backs Riding punishment Keeping it alive Pierced down with heidi's arrow

Submitted by Cyberwaste — Apr 26, 2025

Imprint this stake with your name Through my heart Understand this ordinary twisting fate A hate birthed again Dull sensed and fetal crowned we fear for life Knifing our way through tragedies timbers I have to save myself Interest sprung from popularity Lessons learned or so they say I pay for my disease Rewarded in pink love

Submitted by VladTheImpaler666 — Apr 26, 2025