Circle of Dead Children
Album • 2001
Like the numb birds that failed to make their migration Thin flesh, frozen yet dry, has sunken and painted itself to the filthy bones of its dead host Dusted in snow kissed by fuel emissions and dog ejaculation Soil fused to feathers Soil fused to the body Less than a statistic…so are we
Submitted by Corpse Grinder — Apr 26, 2025
I can feel the Earth's erratic pulsations below its filthy thick rippled foreskin This feeling is far too comforting The universe's largest assembly line working subconsciously towards the goal of global genocide Will we ever have a chance to look back and laugh? As a human I have succeeded in etching my own notch from the planet's scum and failed in my effort for concern As individual units we are the gears, the lubricants, the cables As one we are the genocide machine This feeling is far too comforting Burn in soothing satisfaction Burn in comfort Burn the genocide machine
Submitted by BloodShrine — Apr 26, 2025
Use my body to spark the fire that will burn all humanity into less than black ash This is the narrator’s last wish Another bleeding poet with shattered fingers and a tendency to go blind upon request The flames stroke the heavens and we see nothing The flames scald the clouds and we see nothing The last grain of sand will shatter the hourglass and comfort will only be found within our nightmares The last grain of sand is gripped with shattered fingers Too blind to see the flames Too selfish to hold on
Submitted by Lake of Tears — Apr 26, 2025
Walk on all fours and bark like dogs Degraded from human to animal The dilapidation and humiliation of the human spirit Passive victims of libertines Consumerism – Whore Objectification – Whore Naked automations Sadism
Submitted by Iron_Wraith — Apr 26, 2025
Through birth we sign the proclamation of the doomed We climb the corpses of refinement each day in attempt to bring us one step closer to our goal of absolute evolution The insatiable quests to have more, take more, need more, and be more Neutralize the mind and obliterate Neutralize the mind and eradicate Planetary calamity is the unspoken goal of all mankind Absolute evolution on all scales and all forums Genetically - Ethereally - Benevolently The final step of evolution is the climax of our existence Self-destruction Self-annihilation Sleep in glory as the world burns by your hands We are the whores of pride We are the merchants of misfortune We are the hosts of decay Sleep in glory as the world burns at your feet Absolute evolution Absolute holocaust Absolute evolution Absolute holocaust This is the ultimate testament of free will This is wholesale annihilation This is the end
Submitted by Sexy Gargoyle — Apr 26, 2025
Fire consume the altar Gash across the lamb’s throat No one will ever listen Never again Your divinity figure with stained red teeth Aghast with tongue in hand I kneel and vomit at your feet Gawk at the fallen ascetic Gawk at the self-deniers Rise up the choir and sing to me A forgotten book A personal scripture Obstacle diminished A fresh lamb born A resurrection Resurrection of the mind The mirrored filth Reflection of the lamb Blue lips Crucified Suicide
Submitted by Morgoth — Apr 26, 2025
We idolize and exonerate the statues of barbarians and henchmen and why and how we must pattern ourselves to be such men Who is the hero? Who is the scapegoat? Hang us high if we dare commit just a fraction of the crimes as our "heroic" forefathers have Two-faced order Hang us high With your two-faced order we are ready to die
Submitted by VladTheImpaler666 — Apr 26, 2025
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There is a wicked barrier that detaches and discolors our unattainable dreams from our inescapable realities Nothing chafes the ego more than the monstrous realism of eight hours of subservience applied for and anticipated so that the possibility of a less materialistic existence could be avoided Like slowly sucking cold tar through a narrow straw Vomit upon your dreams Slowly sucking until you die
Submitted by Celtic Frost — Apr 26, 2025
I live between the layers of paint on the wall I see out from the pores in the paint on the wall We are a society of monsters impersonating innocence Walk tall Eat your own Smile wide Eat your own
Submitted by Celtic Frost — Apr 26, 2025
Digestive Ceremony I'd love to run your fingers through my heart Feel the ruin Smell the caustic stench Sweep me in the corner and forget I'll stay there until the sun has set:one million times With my crust ablaze everybody sees the feeling Everybody chokes on the dust of a smoldering ego Your face I remember Your taste I will never forget The dogs feast on each sour breath It's like they remember. It's like they remember Sweep me into the corner and forget Because the dogs, they will always know They know my blood Every stone I had carefully placed, now washed away and eroded The dam to my psyche, washed away and eroded I pick at each scar and remember each name Your faces I remember Gratify me with the dogs now The respect of the corner In the corner I am alive You can never take that from me
Submitted by johnmansley — Apr 26, 2025
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When you raise your head, can you smell the roses burning? In the garden we suffer When you close your eyes, can you hear the angels shrieking? In the garden we suffer When you lie asleep, can you feel the scalpels spiraling? In the garden we suffer, but remember that we were never forced there Together, hand in hand, head by head, the procession of fools Icon of fatalism Rite of the damned One more rhythm from the owl’s heart before we all die When you follow the center path, you will live black utopia
Submitted by Sexy Gargoyle — Apr 26, 2025
We were not born into sin We were born into the ignoble and desperate grasp of thoughtless traditionalism shaped into the guise of human nature Human nature is a self-fulfilling slaughterhouse and we must resist the simplicity of existing as a simple human A shred of salvation is the mission of the pigs The trusting pigs and the man-made ghost Linked by susceptibility and ignorance Morality is synthetic Human nature is pathetic Embrace the mythos Embrace the lie Morality is synthetic Human nature is pathetic You want your cross and you will receive it A cross for every pig Squeal on the cross as I drive a single spike through your skull Hammering as the pigs of Faith squeal The prayers of tradition silenced by the howls of crucified holy Destroy the mythos Destroy the lie Destroy the pigs Hammer out life Hammering – bleeding the pigs Hammering – bleeding the pigs
Submitted by BloodShrine — Apr 26, 2025
Snap our heads back like a baby bird It is time to be fed with sand again We will plunge our bodies upon the dirt And let the Earth eat through our pores The gift of life exists in our ability to create our own demise Snapped the heads off Filled with sand
Submitted by Warbringer — Apr 26, 2025
With the absence of order existence is impossible With the absence of chaos evolution is only a hallucination Submit to the whims of your subconscious
by taking an honest look into humanity's mirror we see that we, the human race, have become the ultimate hazardous waste on the globe instead of becoming more aware or more conscious we ignore and justify choosing to leave the aftermath to what we hope will be the next generation of a more conscious and caring society in reality, it will be more of the same predictable scum we have all taken something from this planet and we will do so again tomorrow without thinking twice we think minimally and egocentrically the culmination of our daily "no big deals" will lead to the absolute destruction of all that our senses are aware of control is a device that we as a whole lack we all work together as the genocide machine each doing our part to serve our own subconscious objective of global annihilation choose to embrace the inevitable death of this world in our hands we owe it to the universe so that the skies and the soils will endure no more and the filth of humanity is burned away forever humanity will be found when all is said and all is done when nothingness is the final creation of our man made apocalypse
Submitted by Nargaroth — Apr 26, 2025
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