Church of Atrocity

Dwelling in the chamber Surrounded by divine images They invoke the visions of terror They desecrate all that is good and holy Lord needs no bowing down for showing obediance Strength of atrocity possesses those meant to be To worship the work of cursed of mankind Like destiny to be fulfilled Like crowds cheering in front of crucifix Howling in arenas of blood and bones Blessed with sight of dark perspective Blessed with abundance of deeds to worship Torment / Murder / Destruction Abuse / Sadism / Terror Oppression / Hatred / Dominance Sickness / Disease / Atrocity Altars of atrocity decorated with grotesque tropies Shadow of horror can be seen from grainy icons Created by missionaries of cursed mankind Servants of Church of Atrocity Howl the meditative chant Stare for icons of grotesque beauty And see lord divine

Submitted by SerpentEve — Apr 25, 2025

Caged in unholy temples where human life was revaluated Cursed eternal wanderers who would find their final earthly destination Scorned in blazing furnaces of temples Thrown in open massgraves Burned till only gray ashes remind of their existence Ashes of the eternal wanderer, casting shadow over old continent No home to be found beyond the temples of atrocity

Submitted by Lake of Tears — Apr 25, 2025

Too many nights have passed by Nothing has been done Urge for revenge is rising Total storm of purification Unbroken seal of unbroken contract Shattered to pieces with declaration of war There's nothing final to be achieved There's nothing final to be won But inborn urge for destruction of opposite forces Too strong to be denied Soldiers of unknown cause Storm of purification Unbroken seal of unbroken contract Shattered to pieces with declaration of war Insanity is the gift of the torch bearer ... fuel from divine source Denying the rules of humane certainties ... raging storm of madness When new dawn rises and soldiers have returned to caves Ruin and desaster so unspeakable Never wish to be seen again Acts of terror have spoken with language sheep understand Warnings can be believed Or proven again by storm of purification Unbroken seal of unbroken contract Shattered to pieces with declaration of war

Submitted by johnmansley — Apr 25, 2025

Blow of new winds against your face Cold rain no more cleanses northern soil What never felt like yours, is recognized Feeling of belonging arises when it's taken away Last morning of old north calling for its soldiers Ahead is unknown times where becoming slave of the enemy In these shadowed woods and bright lakes Lives spirit os nordic beast Still burning deep in the chest Suffocated by the victories of the enemy Denid by its own traitors, willful slaves How lond the beasts will be sleeping?

Submitted by Corpse Grinder — Apr 25, 2025

Her dead eyes look into oblivion Lips slightly open with fragments of bloody teeth Still attached Cold light grey skin with only few stains of blood If only I could let her be and forget what I found under the dress But her destiny was to fall into hands of true servant And live for eternity through rituals yet unseen Proceeds in odor of melting frozen skin Her remembrance Her precious beauty Her route into Her sainthood Her martyrdom For whole femininity Her mortal sainthood Key to the eternal life Frozen angel

Submitted by Immortal — Apr 25, 2025

Lured to unforgiven act Into atrocious crimes Forbidden abuse And repulsive sins They are Trembling, Under the hand of the true libertine Beyond good and evil Seeking carnal ruin

Submitted by Pestilence — Apr 25, 2025