Total Teutonic Torso
Smash it through the head The world collapsed on your faith Splinters on my hands Until I'm sure that it’s dead Overconsumption Until your very last breath Soon to be dead And no will to live though Lying straight to your own face All the life you waste Witnessing the decline Of our civilization Smash it through the head The world collapsed on your faith Splinters on my hands Until I'm sure that it’s dead All this flesh tastes like coal, Burnt, consumed, in a great hole We Once Believed We Once Hoped We Once Trusted We Once Believed In life. We once believed in life. Total Teutonic Torso
Submitted by Celtic Frost — Jun 18, 2026
Condemned to Breathe I look through these eyes Cold breeze on cold flesh I won’t waste any lies I fell to your hand afresh I take what Death leaves in its wake This one thing I can’t fake You don’t have to endure this loss There is one more barrier to cross I will soon be nothing more than a network of fistulas Carrying the pus of reason I take what Death leaves in its wake This one thing I can’t fake You don’t have to endure this loss There is one more barrier to cross You won’t lie You won’t cry I take what Death leaves in its wake Condemned to Breathe
Submitted by Celtic Frost — Jun 18, 2026
D’être humain à charnier Acharné, avalé Décharné Foire absurde, foi absurde Ramper, épreuve, épreuve Glorifier ses fautes, couleurs sur la cendre L’enfer sur les autres, éviter l’amende Puantes convictions, ne plus douter de rien Ne plus rien chercher, comme être au cachot Commettre, remords, remords Avaler le pus, recracher la sève, lassé La sève, l’ivresse, la cendre La sève, l’ivresse, la cendre
Submitted by Celtic Frost — Jun 18, 2026
You tell me about justice All I see is brutality I don’t know what your sickness is It’s time to practice what you preach Show me your justice Show me the body Another war, another day Another door, another way All the lies they say Debased, burning your fingertips Another war, another day Another door, another way All the lies they say Debased, I’m gonna sew their lips Show me your justice Fuck your trust Pain for money, the show is for free Don’t complain, I’m losing my grip Pain for money, the show is for free Grope in vain, Go down the drain Show me your justice Fuck your trust Another war, another day Another door, another way All the lies they say Debased, burning your fingertips Another war, another day Another door, another way All the lies they say Debased, I’m gonna sew their lips Show me your justice
Submitted by Celtic Frost — Jun 18, 2026
Smash it through the head The world collapsed on your faith Splinters on my hands Until I'm sure that it’s dead Overconsumption Until your very last breath Soon to be dead And no will to live though Lying straight to your own face All the life you waste Witnessing the decline Of our civilization Smash it through the head The world collapsed on your faith Splinters on my hands Until I'm sure that it’s dead All this flesh tastes like coal, Burnt, consumed, in a great hole We Once Believed We Once Hoped We Once Trusted We Once Believed In life. We once believed in life. Total Teutonic Torso
Submitted by Celtic Frost — Jun 18, 2026
Condemned to Breathe I look through these eyes Cold breeze on cold flesh I won’t waste any lies I fell to your hand afresh I take what Death leaves in its wake This one thing I can’t fake You don’t have to endure this loss There is one more barrier to cross I will soon be nothing more than a network of fistulas Carrying the pus of reason I take what Death leaves in its wake This one thing I can’t fake You don’t have to endure this loss There is one more barrier to cross You won’t lie You won’t cry I take what Death leaves in its wake Condemned to Breathe
Submitted by Celtic Frost — Jun 18, 2026
D’être humain à charnier Acharné, avalé Décharné Foire absurde, foi absurde Ramper, épreuve, épreuve Glorifier ses fautes, couleurs sur la cendre L’enfer sur les autres, éviter l’amende Puantes convictions, ne plus douter de rien Ne plus rien chercher, comme être au cachot Commettre, remords, remords Avaler le pus, recracher la sève, lassé La sève, l’ivresse, la cendre La sève, l’ivresse, la cendre
Submitted by Celtic Frost — Jun 18, 2026
You tell me about justice All I see is brutality I don’t know what your sickness is It’s time to practice what you preach Show me your justice Show me the body Another war, another day Another door, another way All the lies they say Debased, burning your fingertips Another war, another day Another door, another way All the lies they say Debased, I’m gonna sew their lips Show me your justice Fuck your trust Pain for money, the show is for free Don’t complain, I’m losing my grip Pain for money, the show is for free Grope in vain, Go down the drain Show me your justice Fuck your trust Another war, another day Another door, another way All the lies they say Debased, burning your fingertips Another war, another day Another door, another way All the lies they say Debased, I’m gonna sew their lips Show me your justice
Submitted by Celtic Frost — Jun 18, 2026