Witness of Human Brutality
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You see your end awaiting The bite of the serpents In the trap you´ll be alone The Blitzkrieg Offensive Is the master of the cemetery Don´t try to fight the empire Sent to an impossible war They rise unordinately Fallweiss Turns into a punishment by sending the tanks Beyond the battlefield Cannon fire Scourge of rider and horse Suffering like pure impact force Machines, and not flesh Will always take the victory Machines will take the victory They disguise their imperial invasion plans Devised in the shade Nations do not matter A beast needs to be fed The falling bombs from the skies Are announcing its arrival The huge columns of tanks And armored truckshave entered Panzer against spear and horse The war of machines against the flesh The last cavalry charge failed Bravery was not enough to avoid Hell You see your end awaiting And it´s only the beginning To quench the hunger Cities razed Civilians killed Hidden from the world Lies and hypocrisy A beast Brutally rising Like something grotesque Reducing to dust Everything in its path Machines against flesh
Submitted by SerpentEve — Jun 16, 2026
All the prays you'll make won't bring you safe from final violation In nations of servers and slaves Letting tyrant crush your skull turning it into dust and snorting it Is this cruel? I think it's cool What a suicide to turn your fate into torture Nemesis of population Nothing more to say No god is gonna fucking help you And you are still silent So are you giving up the fight Are you surrendering And praying too many times? Rather than striking back the oppressor And make him pay for his crimes You entrust yourself to the gods Too many times You entrust yourself to the gods Too many times Maybe you´ve wasted your time Watching how people Watching how people were crushed Rather than striking back the oppressor And finally uprise Without fearing demise Without fearing demise Strike back the oppressor Make him pay for his crimes Strike back the oppressor Without Without fearing demise Tame like a servant You will never free your descendent Who talks about surrendering? You should rule on your destiny Make´em beat the floor And smash their bones To be completely free You have to strike back the oppressor And fucking never back off Strike back the oppressor Make him pay for his crimes Strike back the oppressor Without Without fearing demise
Submitted by SerpentEve — Jun 16, 2026
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An awful deal Written in blood All rights and wills Shall burn into fire Please welcome the one you must be To please the gods The use of incense and prayers Soothes the mind Enter into the circle Of monotonus melody And the organ that you hear Will beat at tempo with the brain The border of 14 cycles Remove all the filters in the psyche The priest is the best juggler And turns the masses into fools We are the bringers of the light We are the new gods’ chosen In the alpha mental state The minds are fertilised Ready for the seed to be planted_and grow An awful deal Written in blood Again for the priests delight Suggestion power_increases With the brain below 14 When the man escapes from reality An awful deal was written To weaken the masses The circle becomes smaller Breaking your will
Submitted by SerpentEve — Jun 16, 2026
Worse than death Your mind Is going to be massacred Beyond terror And flames/ now we have caught you So guilt is not gonna avoid the time Of your punishment You are not blessed You lay A nasty tune makes you sick Nasty tune at high frequency So guilt is not gonna avoid the time Of pain You are not blessed The tune drills up you mind A nasty tune makes you sick Confess all what your eyes could see Still without your god blessing Your name has been tarnished by the shame/ your mind now is not sane To yours, you´re a traitor Even your breed has been stained Injured by the feel of confession Never forgiven The answers lay waste your pride And blow up your faith The sound of nasty pagan tunes for hours have deafened you Fire to be created You have been deafned Now the silence surrounds your mind/ like a beautiful Nightmare Burns the room Guides you to what’s unreal And the melody becomes real And you lie
Submitted by SerpentEve — Jun 16, 2026
Gentlemen My machine Will rip your heads off In the blink of an eye The mechanism falls Like a lightning Head flies Blood flows And the man The man No longer exists
Submitted by SerpentEve — Jun 16, 2026
Damnatio memoriae Shall be applied to the traitor pope Shall be punished even if he's been dead for nine months A stench emanated From the cadaveric remains Sitting in court, tied to the chair to keep him from the fall Tied to the chair Still with its sacred vestments And his rotten mitre The empty eye sockets filled with worms and death workers (el cacho amarillo no se corresponde con ninguna estrofa que cante el Lopi pero molaría encontrar un hueco para meterlo) False swearing Perjuring And ambition The-old canon law declares him guilty Shall be divested from his pope clothes and symbols Any trace of his existence shall be erased The three blessing fingers shall be teared off And his ashes thrown into the Tiber
Submitted by SerpentEve — Jun 16, 2026
Beyond civilization, I rule the world The conqueror of your beloved land Bloody and thirsty, Hungry for more My life’s become wandering, To butcher your souls Beyond civilization, I rule the world Fifty-three days of siege, and still going strong My life’s become wandering, To butcher your souls Silk scarf kill my own blood, (those who are) not called to rule A mercenary I am Following the route Of vast treasures masked My army is my family Many wives have cried hard My children scattered All over mainland Go Fifty-three days of siege, and still going strong Upon the hills of groveling doom Ten thousand soldiers follow me Still some battles to be won, still They call me the inmortal The assassin The last of heirs The seventh king I am Hunkar, the blood drinker I'll march over Valaquia To show my respects to Vlad the Impaler Prince For the glory of my victory when I see his wince I see the fear in the eyes of the slaves I see my power in their trembling hands Beyond civilization, I rule the world Fifty-three days of siege, and still going strong Beyond civilization, I rule the world Bloody and thirsty, Hungry for more
Submitted by SerpentEve — Jun 16, 2026
A strange creature creeps out Like a predator Seeking for her loot Child_smell A crime hidden behind sunset and misery She wants all their fat to make her potions Using suffering and pain to quench the bourgeoisie desires Begging all day Pretending To approach poor children Those whose lives no one cares A hand suddenly separates them from life To hide inside The dark ragged cloak Skinner Removes child blond hair And separates fat from flesh Fat To make wrap and creams For high society Crime In the key closed horror room In Ponent street A bag full of children´s clothes Stained with blood A wall keeping a secret inside A wall keeping innocent bones fucking inside And nightly She wears elegant clothes Go to concerts Makes contacts Bourgeoisie Dealing ointment Human child fat ointment A strange creature creeps out Surrounded by the misery Profiting with selling flesh But for once the face of a girl Behind a dirty glass Will uncover the crimes Will uncover the crimes Horror room opens Amounts of children pieces A strange creature is locked She knows too much About the dark vices of the whole bourgeoisie The dark vices of he bourgeoisie A strange creature has been Murdered
Submitted by SerpentEve — Jun 16, 2026