Come Forth Plague

In the mirror my bones stand bleached Reflections of death what else to see I am no slave nor shacked to Christ In this world of darkness I am reborn Still I walk this world of black To the end of days in denial Those treacherous vultures Feast on souls of weak Perfidious ceremony Fleshless bodies In the dirt they crawl Soulless creatures Twisting in the soil Mirror, mirror What are those scythelike shadows above ? All I hear The echoing voices in depths of decay Mass of dread Pipes of the organ play Faceless mannequins puppets in strings Creeping through their lives There is no messiah just vermin Cleansed by the morning star Perfidious ceremony

Submitted by Finntroll — Apr 26, 2025

Life-consuming maggots In my flesh they live Slowly they eat and drink What I believe and what I think Weak from the sacred tongue amongst us I enter my grave Endless noise of the preachers voice Promises of what you crave Death forever prevail The dark I will inhale Buried alive, buried alive My life I shall exhale Casket walls around me My last breath so near The horse-riding shadow appears Whispering voices From the burial ground I answer in fear And in pain they resound From the burial ground Claustrophobic Asphyxiation Enter my realm of death And forever unshackle my chains My decomposing body My skeletal remains Weak from the sacred tongue amongst us I enter my grave Endless noise of your preachers voice Promises of what you crave Death forever prevail The dark I will inhale Buried alive, buried alive My life I shall exhale

Submitted by Corpse Grinder — Apr 26, 2025

I travel through the unceasing night I walk through halls of the dead What terror lurks under these black skies ? What horror comes and what wil larise ? I am here in the realms of endless hunger I face the feast I face the feast As solitude shines the path Where I shall walk Through deserts of endless greed Their gold ad silver becomes chains I see a monster never seen before Rise From the shadows it ascends Rise Come fly horned demon Stretch your wings and cloak the light Come fly almighty demon Empires fall Drowned in greed Empires burn Trembling realms I travel through the unceasing night I walk through halls of the dead

Teachings of terror, doctrines of death Aeons of blood thirst, brought down at length This eternal tragedy Is forever retold Ancient shrines, fallen into oblivion But new ones are raised in their stead Greater, more imposing repulsive We build our own tombs Ancient immortals vanquished by their sons Worldly kinsmen without the blaze of old Gone is the sacrifice, gone is the feast A faint reflection of divinity Teachings of terror, doctrines of death Aeons of blood thirst, brought down at length This eternal tragedy Is forever retold Always invoking a guide, however vile Always in need of light, however dead Teachings of terror, doctrines of death Aeons of blood thirst, brought down at length This eternal tragedy Is forever retold Teachings of terror Doctrines of death

Submitted by Cyberwaste — Apr 26, 2025

Born into a world of gospels Of the lord almighty Fed with tales of our creation And the virgin's son of Nazareth Eardrums pounded and slowly infested Reflections repressed What I was taught, I deny Only in sin I rejoice I follow my path of heresy What you call blasphemy Has set me free The foul taste upon my lips Of the creed that smothered my will Indoctrination of ignorance Violation of innocence I follow my path of heresy What you call blasphemy Has set me free Once I stared in their glossy black eyes Drenched with betrayal I know now that they are wolves in disguise Beware of false prophets My mind was once corrupted My knowledge repressed In my new world I thrive on darkness Renewed and unbound

Submitted by Dahmers Fridge — Apr 26, 2025

Black massive mountains stand strong in the horizon Beneath them lies the wasteland scorched Silhouettes of burning cities soon reduced to ash As the devouring flame incinerates humanity Only death to all can cleanse this world from god Unchaining them all from religious damnation Smoke from the funeral pyres, a curtain of clouds Smother all light before the new creation's dawn O demons, demons rise from the abyss Seven angels ascend, spread their wings on the wind O princes, princes rise and sharpen your spears Seven princes will claim their thrones Worms of the old world will never return Those who speak heavenly tongues shall burn Fiends from the netherworld with voices of fire Fiery flames cremate the divine desire Demons rise from the abyss Seven angels ascend, spread their wings on the wind O princes, princes rise and fit your crowns Seven princes will claim their thrones Rise from the ashes as a phoenix of fire and flame Reborn and untamed to inhale the world Demons rise from the ashes Princes rise to claim their thrones

Submitted by Morgoth — Apr 26, 2025

Raised in a dead world Darker day by day From the cradle to the grave Flourishing human decay A scepter raised A scepter praised Crush the crown of thorns A scepter raised A scepter praised Crush the throne of the grotesque I despise your icons And the genocide behind them Millions slaughtered in their names Just a garment for the priests A scepter raised A scepter praised Crush the crown of thorns A scepter raised A scepter praised Crush the throne of the grotesque Bless the children with your cult Your popaganda of death Cleanse your hands Servants of light Cleanse your hands Servants of Christ Servants of light

Submitted by Corpse Defiler — Apr 26, 2025

Your last breath fills your lungs Forever rest in the chamber of the dead Where is your god in this final hour ? As the world collapses in dread Crippled by sermons humanity bleeds The scars from where the red flows Tormented souls, possessed Their prayers, repressed Ancient prophecies of apocalypse The era of the sheep has come to its end Slowly dying and soon forgotten The stench of death, foul and rotten Crippled by sermons humanity bleeds The scars from where the red flows Disciples of the righteous, enslaved Visions of salvation, depraved Vermin voices preaching Oceans of opium The tide is turning, what will remain ? Realms of your god in pain Crosses burned and icons turned New regimes shall rise from ashes Crippled by sermons humanity bleeds The scars from where the red flows Blinded by emblems the flock still feeds The scars of red

Submitted by Immortal — Apr 26, 2025

The sickness spreads from lungs to lungs From open mouths of fear and greed Under icons of utter betrayal They speak the words and plant the seed Feed the blinded with blood and war Slaves Feed them all with holy mammon Slaves Come forth plague Infest those lungs Their skin and flesh Their reptile tongues Their last cry In tears of despair Eaten by plague They scream out in pain Eat them from within their soul Teeth sink into the womb of the virgin Come darkness claim the curse of light Black death will spread and slay the vermin Come forth plague Come forth black death Come forth plague Infest those lungs Their skin and flesh Their reptile tongues Preachers with words for poison Blinded disciples on the weak they prey Come forth plague and let them suffer Those venomous snakes rot in dismay They will rot in dismay

Submitted by Celtic Frost — Apr 26, 2025