Rising Terror

Somber skies towering before us, closing in at breakneck speed Distant flashes testifies, to the gravity of the situation Infernal rain from below sets the sky ablaze above me Life passes before my eyes, airborne into war These faces do not lie, survival is far from guaranteed Facing the whirling aerial abyss, we prepare for annihilation Attached to static lines, one by one we submerge The pillars of searchlights scavenge for victims in the sky The obscurity of the setting, clouds my sense and judgement I twitch and cringe, praying not to get hit But all I can see, death smiling at me Infernal rain from below sets the sky ablaze above me Life passes before my eyes, airborne into war Expendable cannon fodder, a stooge in death's grand prix Answering to the appalling bark of a thousand eighty-eight's

Submitted by NecroGod — Apr 18, 2026

Pillars of smoke on the horizon, signs of a coming storm Sound of mortars fire, as the terror rises They won't take me alive, last bullet saved for me One pull of the trigger and I will be free The jungle comes alive as night turns into day There's no chance to survive when I become their prey Fleeing through minefields Searching for shelter No chance to survive The walls are closing in, I can feel it under my skin But I won't give in, as the terror rises They won't take me alive, last bullet saved for me One pull of the trigger and I will be free Once a bunker, now a tomb My only solution, suicide

Submitted by Pestilence — Apr 18, 2026

Step inside and feed the flame All serve a purpose in my domain Breaking bones to watch them heal Burning skin and see it peel A greater call has led my path Justifying this bloodbath Men, women, children, all of use to me Injection, surgery and autopsy A new chapter of science, dead bodies hold the key With your blood I rewrite history The essence of life I will find in death Exposed to plague and frostbite, anthrax spreads through your veins Cutting from neck to groin, exploring your infected innards This brutal form of research, I turn them inside out Dedicated to my science, to my emperor devout Spreading my plague from village to village Sending your people for vivisection Still breathing and awake, the knifes cut them open Their screams of pain will serve our cause Defining the essence of evil Injection, surgery and autopsy With your blood I rewrite history Defining the essence of evil

Submitted by Infernal Flame — Apr 18, 2026

Dispatched into jungle, rotten warfare Our troops are left in despair Soldiers paying for their ill-disguised vanity Alterations of a stressed out mind Sanity, humanity left behind Death to all when old men have their way Lost in disarray Kill count- your days are numbered Kill count - a chemical forged in hell Can't count - how many lives we've lost Kill count - fall into the deepest state of rage There's no one left for you to spare Entombed in madness, into death I stare Now you know; where this ladder goes To darkest pit and back to this scorched soil Die! Die! Die! Die! We count on you to die! Kill count - your days are numbered Kill count - a chemical forged in hell Can't count - how many lives we've lost Kill count - fall into the deepest state of rage

Submitted by Sexy Gargoyle — Apr 18, 2026

Entering a dead land, miles of bombed out fields Entrenched in deaths own visions, we have to succeed Even as they march one hundred yards or more Retreat is not an option, must endure this ruthless war The troops question my sanity In the stench and decay As they wander the fields The fields of rotting flesh Just one hard-fought battle, it could end the war Never would have thought, it would have gone this far Cowards turning back, just a blot on our flag Trying hard to find another way I must force them forward, there's no hope in the trench Either way, they won't see another day The troops question my sanity In the stench and decay As they wander the fields The fields of rotting flesh Turning to their comrades Turns out there's none left Charging at the cannons Charging to their death Thousand upon thousands Stuck in this goddamn hell Can't tell one from others Barbed wire, bones and flesh Madness at the front line Soldiers run amok Hiding from my fire Life will end in shock Sent to do my bidding Sent to die my way Sent for retribution They won't see another day Failing operations Stuck at our own wire Antagonizing soldiers Taste my mortar fire Thanks to Martin.kadhammar for sending these lyrics. Submits, comments, corrections are welcomed at webmaster@darklyrics.com CREEPING FLESH LYRICS

Submitted by Celtic Frost — Apr 18, 2026