Feed Em' to the Sea
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Sew limb to limb With the threads of the hatred The invisible eye is watching You're born to be controlled When and what to do The tale must be told Machined humans With machined minds The unholy sheppard The blind leading the blind Technology is improved as is ignorance Digital age of insecurity spreading like the plague When did it all come to this? Where did we go wrong? (Where did we wrong?) Someone clean up this mess It's been here far too long I can't see any future My vision is gone My eyes are scarred I can't carry on (I can't carry on) Born with an iPad clenched in hand Spoilt shits across the land No one controls who we are You cannot break which can't be broken One mind leading us to the void The same fucking words are always spoken Carving our future on a pedestal of shit A lust of control There's blood on my nature strip There's flesh on my hands Flesh on my hands Flesh on my hands When did it all come to this? Where did we go wrong? (Where did we wrong?) Someone clean up this mess It's been here far too long I can't see any future My vision is gone My eyes are scarred I can't carry on (I can't carry on) I can't carry on
Submitted by Iron_Wraith — Jun 14, 2026
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The impact of whats been done Plant the seed of destruction A force of darkness controls the brain Blackened thoughts, going insane Losing grip of sanity, frowned upon by humanity My victims buried in the walls You hear the twisted call The slaughter, the killing, the end of life Feel the sharp end of my rusty knife This is because of what you have done It's too late now there's no time to run What has this place turned into A paradise for scum with no virtue I was born to rid this world of you Scrape you off the earth like the shit on my shoe The lies that you spit, sick of your bullshit Promises unspent, how much was really meant Bury your past like a dog with a bone Climb to the top of the towering throne Your disease spreads, eats away like rust Consume every last ounce of trust Now nothing more than a piece of meat You've lost all humanity Your soul obsolete Soon to be erased from my mind forever I end your memory with such pleasure You loose all consciousness, as the final slit glides by Your time has run out, it's time to die Die Time to die
Submitted by Celtic Frost — Jun 18, 2026
Wait Four tonne of metal and a Short fate I'm pleased to die under New hate Even when I'm lying here Head shoved to the gutter My eighth point When I'm stuck in here Held down to submission Don't take for fucks sakes Take again One alone less guilty than us Bathed in your regrets Consumed by indecision Into the abyss we're stricken down now This is our final time to rise Full speed ahead Into deaths welcoming arms No turning back It's time to rise Take back your money And save your breath Burn all your words Until there's nothing left Like a force of darkness It controls your brain Get in the pit Let out the pain Into the abyss we are stricken down Looking back to the demons eye Full speed ahead graceful dead now have shunned me No turning back, now it's time to fucken rise
Submitted by Celtic Frost — Jun 18, 2026
Walking the streets crippled and beaten For his crimes he will remain unforgiven He threw his life away When he put his guilty hands upon that childs innocence He put it all on the line for a single perverted deed His drug of choice was a needle point He fiends the need to be free There is no sympathy for your disease Defiling the young Defiling society An outcast of humanity He will forever be the dirt beneath your feet Roaming the streets a labeled man a fucking disgrace Once a beloved family man These days he is nothing but a solice shame No one will even remember his name His candle burnt out age 32 When he cast his sin upon an infants soul Sucking the life out of the family The family he once Proudly called his own No way to repent no place to call home His lost, broken and weak The outlook for the rest of his life Is nothing short of bleak There is a toll on the concussion that you breathe Stuffing the tracks beneath his sleeve They ruined his life when his out of the game His priority Now he sits alone pondering over salvaged memory About a time when he was more than a shit stain on society You will surely burn You will surely burn Burn Burn Burn You will surely burn
Submitted by Celtic Frost — Jun 18, 2026
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I revealed to the reaper my taste for demise Stripped bare from a glance at his eyes You only sought to see the truth but after all You were raised fucking blind What's it like to be insane on the surface Built to kill a sweet appeal to my service All the while blindly serving the purpose Does it make you nervous Take it from me it ain't easy been a martyr Why feel remorse when you can feed off greed It makes you stronger! Burnt are the churches The crow that perches She sits upon a throne of hatred Insane is the grain we call human race Witness your fast paced annihilation Cause once you're here There's no returns on your admission fee
Submitted by Celtic Frost — Jun 18, 2026
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