Whisper Supremacy

Battle through with Expertise and strength Friendly fire, napalmed Burning, blackened blood Jesus lovers renege on Promises of removal Nobody there ever had a reason to kill All we had was an obligation to live When that reason becomes unobtainable Survival is useless, we're unable Den of disease, uncommon thieves Thievery of a most devious kind Of body and soul Act as a marionette Yellow puppetmaster's strings strangehold Horrific tales untold, malarial chills unfold From anopheles mosquitos relentless offensive Emaciate Prisoned, immoval veal Tenderized husk of skin and bones Fed fecal scraps that dogs won't even eat Malnutrition amongst our people So make way for the cage A dishonorable stage Where blood flood flows Filth rats feast in swarms Lifeforce warms Their strychnine stomachs Weaker than God Paler than snow Wilder than any animal knows Fully understanding No means for escape Idealize the Star Spangled Banner rape In a state Of psychosis Emaciate, emaciate Blurry vision Through sunken eyes Pulsate drop Idle heart stop Thoughts becoming numb Witness the final words i've spoken

Submitted by BloodShrine — Apr 23, 2025

Late last night at rest with my mate I'm visited by a victim of hate A spectoral group, yet they're one and the same They would never live Nor would they have a name A baby too young to walk or to talk Rocked to sleep with a big, heavy rock Becomes a tot with a baleful glare Sucked from life by a shortage of air A child beyond time without gender Metamorphing to surrender Each shape for one older and still No end to how each could be killed By chance in the polyverse i'm all of these Each to fall prey with unnerving ease To who knows which ambiguous marasmus It asked at once knowing And unknowing the answers To things far removed from my experience Or need to know and thus it thanked me For sparing it death's multiplicitous masques And life's thankless laborious tasks January, child born alas February, still still frail as glass March through a formative period you must April child, in god, distrusts May comes and goes and shortlived is the hope June is the halfway mark of your rope July child fears end of time August child in slow decline September, sense starts to fail October's child, the burden ails November's child malingers on December's child is dead and gone

Submitted by NecroGod — Apr 23, 2025

Apprenticeship to my duty Learner of a higher magnitude A scholar at producing pain Don't forget to include A masters in brutality Enjoy to be, my next fatality Some call me a fiend A ghoul of gore I'm gonna settle the score You lecherous, squabbling mongrel Have you suffered enough? Bled all over yourself? It's a shame to see you spill All that rotting swill Seemed as though you've delved Into an unwelcoming predicament Enough to wipe that smile Off your shitgrin face Beaten down dog Pungent urine stench Streams of disgust Puddles spread to lakes Boot to face intakes I loathe, I loathe you You're sickening How I laugh at your discomfort Are your teeth settling down the throat alright? I'll squeeze it tight No room for air Down there Redesigning the blueprints to madness Slab of meat bruised and bloodless Feel my wrath, feel my wrath You're wiped away I pity you not You cease to exist Pointless to resist Your medicine

Submitted by NecroGod — Apr 23, 2025

It's almost night The clouds are streaked with violet And the moon is bright Banish your innocence There is no breeze Disquiet lurks in silence By this place of power Your sins must escalate What has come before And recurs perpetually Is on it's way Cherish each atrocity Woodland dark surroundings Ill lit by twin beacons A black car approaches With two men inside it With the right temptation Murder needs to prompting The man riding shotgun Has just killed his own son To nurture the white worms Still and isolated The woodframe house stands vacant Humans that once lived here Can no longer be found And yet all are present Well fed and ghastly white In the mound of moist earth That sits just by the road His rigid features inexpressive He flings his son's blonde head upon the heap This last act earns him his metamorphosis For he who built the house is at the wheel To nurture the white worms Darkling souls, though larval With each sin can mutate Into something dreadful Before dawn, you'll pupate And feed on innocents Nourished by more like you To someday haunt the aether In obscene evolution The house is hell With it's windows all agape Through these come some worms And they have sprouted wings Fear is forever, the objective To goad the rest of humanity Into acts of pervert nature And bring out the worm in all of us

Submitted by Pestilence — Apr 23, 2025

Sodom precise, burn the man A promise of scorching We hold a torch to the sun Flame to the surface We hold a torch to the sun Flame to the surface Cruddy crud epidermis Skin melt fashion Burning man passion Seek a sense of shelter Within an oasis of deprivated clowns We'll take a trip through the devil's heat Heat Meander through the meadowless fields Carnival bizarre Black rock dryness Lures chaos mongers Banishment of all that is taught Complete flesh rot Agonized, the smoldering circus Summon the desert deity "Take these and feel us" Psychedelia, hallucinate Sift the embers You'll find me Buried alive With drums of thunder Solar god arise He'll rise, arise He'll rise, arise He'll rise, arise He's risen Bow down, hands raised Blistered, half crazed Drifting alone Ignite my soul Reborn to be A perpetual Flame to the surface

Submitted by VladTheImpaler666 — Apr 23, 2025

Out of focus Need to get a grip So you don't slip Into the realm Of lifelessness As you crawl through The debris of the past Feebly arise to one knee Inhaling the treachery Bearing witness to the actions you've chosen Closed mouth, unspoken The fallen one Sometimes you hate yourself And everyone else Go ahead and hate yourself For not awakening your dreams And nightmares Screams to an immortal one Supposed only son Never sees the tears in your eyes Never hears the ungodly cries Behind the mask that you've worn Bitter and scorned Hourglass and mournful stillness A tribute to sorrows passing As time drips in endless Melancholy and gruesome recollections Through depths you've fallen Unsurmountable odds of ascension Succumbed by fathoms Washed adrift, suspended in grief Never to lift your filthy spirit Soul cleanse, blank the imagery It must be nice to have The burden of thought Whisked away And let astray

Submitted by NecroLord — Apr 23, 2025

Travelling through the veins of prior existance Only to realize you've lost your bearings Dragged beyond human receptiveness Surrounded, reach for the portal of answers Release the demon Soar to far away wavelengths Out of body, out of your mind Free the subconscious and enter the light Tightrope walk alone Faceless unknown Difficulties and discoveries Incorporated to build as one A basin of washed away memories Forever filled Wrath of identities Nailed to your forehead Pick and choose the faces That will have no features Disguised but slowly unveiled Wearing down This subliminal frown To probe the recesses Of a once benign mind Tainted in malignancy Everlasting search for resolve Inner conflict inflict the afflicted Interplantary secrets Mesmerized, answers lost To the wind Intoxicated with fury Subside and dissolve Over time Endless time

Submitted by Iron_Wraith — Apr 23, 2025

The machines are raping the machines The cum drips down the legs of humanity Slip slide, don't fall Stabilize, won't crawl Under muck spittle soil Within the serpent's coil Within the serpent's coil Blindfolded by your own fucking will Dive into the shit And swim for a while Peel the crust from all over your body And scrape the blood From your putrid fucking hands Tragic mourning for chain release Uncovered plots of lies and deceit Venomous fangs facade Vice like tightening Wrapped up Smothering Annihilate The nihilist Positioned to strike Sleek slithering Skulking Strangulated fear Choke-hold weakens Cancer spreading Paralyzing Detested, sickened minions Burrow to safety March with the storm Whisper supremacy Conquer the throne of allegiance In this age of sadism Dominate until we expose you Expose you We've exposed you For all the sheep to see Revolt, shepherds have lost grace Revolt, serpentile race

Submitted by MetalElf — Apr 23, 2025