Horsecore: An Unrelated Story That's Time Consuming
Look in the mirror See the antichrist Face distraught A rotting clock Murder murder murder Please excuse my retribution Murder murder murder She will reincarnate The rush of death Killing is just the motivation Your dream of wealth is to murder murder murder Murder murder murder Please excuse my retribution Murder murder murder They want to see you die I want to see you die Standing by to hammer nails Die They want to see you die I want to see you die Die
Submitted by NecroLord — Apr 26, 2025
Don't question the light Blind faith's where they want you to be God is all there is to be seen Peace can be sought if your mind remains clean He who has the guts to look beyond the pointless path he took will not give into antichrist but spare himself from mindless strife And that he used to be too blind to see No matter how you live your day Death comes lurking anyway Brainwashed, you're a child of god Too young to understand Thus your learn to fear yourself and pray for peace within Save you from eternal hell Brainwashed Don't question the light you don't see Blind faith's where they want you to be God is all there is to be seen Peace can be sought if your mind remains clean
Submitted by NecroGod — Apr 26, 2025
Like the flames that burn the cross A love that leads to lust My eyes are filled with pain My hatred reels no gain Evil search in bloody palms For the wisdom in their wrongs A laughter on our rotting minds From a justice that is blind And the flames that once burnt the skin Are flames of hatred burnt within Hatred is the people, the country and the world Television politician a psychedelic swirl Of living and of dying A love of no regret A wishing ending of mankind A love of nothingness Hatred is suppression of those that wish to live A crushing of the irate
Submitted by Infernal Flame — Apr 26, 2025
Hank gets up in the morning Puts on his boots Takes a shot of whiskey Spits out his chew Shooting deer drinking beer is all he thinks about He's a family man Down right American Hank he don't like me He thinks I'm the enemy He likes his simple life He calls his own world Here I am Forming the noose Hank he don't like me He thinks I'm the enemy He likes the simple life He calls his own world His paradise Here I am tightening the noose Hank is born again A law abiding citizen Member of the Aryan race
Submitted by Grave666 — Apr 26, 2025
Early in my youth When I was young Just a little kid Wanting to have fun Beer chant Then when I got old I could always be found Wherever beer was sold Wherever beer was sold "Somebody give me a 40" Early in my youth When I was young Just a little kid Wanting to have fun
Submitted by The Void — Apr 26, 2025
They've come to microwave my brain They've come to microwave my brain Convention warfare is a thing of the past Insideous nothing Welcome to hell World war whatever Plane after plane of peace No one there to see Atomic recourse Insideous nothing ieo World war whatever
Dear God Accept my apology I never believed in you I only believed in me Dead as I lie My horse and I I took what I need the most Forgive and forget But I'll ride you any how Please don't take me yet Dead as I lie My horse and I Dead horse To send you back the way you came Dead horse Running through your veins Has not to do with horsemen Or waging Satan's war And if you ride a dead horse You won't be riding very far
Submitted by SerpentEve — Apr 26, 2025
Life is army surplus One hundred thousand die The US army claims us for its filthy fucking lies With weapons from metel We'll surely rot in hell For smashing baby's faces Or blinding them with maces Full in indignation Screaming "screw the nation" Dirty fucking fascists You call this government The name you give democracy My death at your consent Full of indignation Screaming "screw the nation" Off I go to war now Dying for my country wow! Bodies falling on me Agent orange I can't see Life is army surplus One hundred thousand die The US army claims us for its filthy fucking lies
Submitted by Corpse Defiler — Apr 26, 2025
Saucy red Sauerkraut Butterknife pushed into my mouth Just because I'm a Piece of veal
Your father was a nazi He killed lots of jews You're really proud of what your father did You're the Nazi Youth Hate and prejudice are coming to your town To rape your mind Bring the nation down Doctors and lawyers The man on the street They're everywhere but you just cannot see No excuses for shortened fuses Trigger happy Mindless zombie In your all white prism Your prejudism Mindless zombie Has tribal wisdom No excuses For prejudices Mindless zombies
Submitted by Cyberwaste — Apr 26, 2025
Teacher's pet, masseuse Sensual interlude, Cheri Seka fucks John Holmes and friends too... Sickly little dirty old man Welfare check in his dirty old hand which he will cash along the way to his very favorite place Dimly lit with sticky floors Rows of shelves with paper whores Sleazy owners with short cigars Driving nice imported cars "I'd go to the adult book store if I had any money, if I had any money I'd go to the adult book store" Much too old for fucking Not old enough to die Keeps a date with erotica and a tight fist every night
Submitted by SerpentEve — Apr 26, 2025
Gather ashes tonight Kiss the black gound and cry The final march to the grave The fate of death to which we slave Day after day You fall to the grave Denying the truth They'll once visit you The grave is upturned The casket is burned and left behind all they will find is flowers for the dead Souls in mourning Casket Substance of death Encased in your flesh Diseased Rapidly rotting away Your time Your mind
Submitted by Sexy Gargoyle — Apr 26, 2025
Decadence Rotting cornucopia Ignorance A worthy soldier Sacrificing earth For our only worth As we build and destroy As we build and destroy Decadence Rotting cornucopia Certain death Slowly detonate A silent death awaits Forewarned of our demise The final breath of cries
Submitted by Infernal Flame — Apr 26, 2025
Satan kissed my dog Cracked his moral shell Possessed to wear the kilt In his scottish hell I touched your lips your eyes fell out on to the floor behind the door I picked them up and washed them off and taped them back upon your face...
Submitted by NecroGod — Apr 26, 2025
Subhumanity In the garden's bed The violets are red Victory is led With violence and death Subhumanity
Submitted by Nargaroth — Apr 26, 2025
Michael Haaga â Vocals, GuitarsGreg Martin â Guitars, Vocals (backing)Ronnie Guyote â Drums, Vocals (backing)Allen (Alpo) Price â Bass, Vocals (backing) Submits, comments, corrections are welcomed at webmaster@darklyrics.com DEAD HORSE LYRICS
Submitted by The Void — Apr 18, 2026