Crown of Souls

Impulses encase my thoughts Loss of reasoning ignored Mutilating, my fetish needs fulfilled Sickening horrific visions explored Persistence to see blood spilled Pools of my horrendous deeds Disfiguring my perfect specimen Creating my crown of souls The impulse to destroy flowing violently Resurgent, this sickness swallows me Consuming, engulfing are these needs Lost awareness of my humanity Abnormal inhumane sick fantasies The desires build inside of me Lashing out at the weak Fulfilling the world I wish to see I’m the monster, commanding loathsome deeds Compelled to create atrocities I’m the monster, I decide how you die Subservient, you will fear me Servant, your soul is now mine Bathing in my sub consciousness My own personal mortuary A writhing sea of dead souls The emptiness of humanity The impulse to destroy flowing violently Resurgent, this sickness swallows me Consuming, engulfing are these needs Lost awareness of my humanity Impulses encase my thoughts Loss of reasoning ignored Mutilating, my fetish needs fulfilled Sickening horrific visions explored

Submitted by Cyberwaste — Apr 24, 2025

Systematic probing of the human body’s pathologies Sparing none Mengele, madman of science Divided from himself, empithiless In a time of free barbarity Unspeakable tribulations Of genetic tampering to build better soldiers Perfect armies Wall full of eyes From twins killed in experiments Dissecting the code of the inferior The unworthy of life Put in cages and tortured To see how long they could survive Direct injection of caustic chemicals Into the womb, sickly consumed Into the womb, sickly consumed Live dissection of infants Amputation, obliteration Twins reunited, resected Organs removed, sickly consumed Organs removed, sickly consumed Thrown in fire, innocent babies burning Can’t escape the gasoline flames Injected with deadly diseases And recorded the agonies of death Stood full weight on the pregnant Chronicled the length of fetus expulsion Separating, liquidating Some would live, most would die Experimental torture without anesthesia Medical murder Retched doctor thrives On the human pain And suffering Decaying infant eyes hanging on the wall Dead inside Left to get away with homicide Thousands died Mengele, madman of science Divided from himself, empithiless In a time of free barbarity Wall full of eyes From twins killed in experiments Dissecting the code of the inferior The unworthy of life Surreal clinical brutality Killed for just examination Kicking and screaming, they were not dreaming All who came, murdered and maimed All who came, murdered and maimed

Submitted by Morgoth — Apr 24, 2025

Born of power and steel With the anger and will of many men Fighting for his kind from power within With death’s cold waiting hands Forged long ago Wrapped around in swirling flames Hardened by my enemies’ blood Wealth shaped by my swinging blade The battle-forged grip of a seafarer Risen from the darkness of war Dripping with my enemies blood Glory cut by my mighty sword And the shining iron edge’s might My Hammer-forged blade Bloodthirsty and ready for battle Striking fear over my enemy’s spear I tear the life from their bodies My blade-work, they’ll never forget My blade-work, they’ll never forget And death’s cold grip Dragging them in a corpse-like way When the battle horn sounds With an angry sword I beat back my enemy horde Towards death’s cold waiting hands My weapon and its fury, it’s precision An extension of my person Barbaric rage fuels the might From which it’s driven Mauling all before its path Weary of their vanishing lives My iron hacks through the air Chopping with my hammer-forged blade Ending their lives Their heads roll at my side I tear the life from their bodies With an angry sword Driven into oblivion None survive Forged long ago Wrapped around in swirling flames Hardened by my enemies’ blood Wealth shaped by my swinging blade The battle-forged grip of a seafarer Risen from the darkness of war Dripping with my enemies blood Glory cut by my mighty sword And the shining iron edge’s might

Submitted by BloodShrine — Apr 24, 2025

Massive artillery bombardment Counter insurgency, the reckoning Unleashed furiously upon The inept and morally oblivious army Exact execution of killing Leaving limp and battered shells to fester in the sun Delivering atonement for murder and mutilation The enemy flees in panic Leaderless, cowering to mercenaries Retribution, hunt them down Kill them all, forced attrition Concussing the rebellion back Through their own killing fields Fleeing over a sea of maggots Releasing the stench of a weeks death Forced to a village of atrocities They had just finished recently Regrouped and hungry for more killing The painted platoon picks off the exposed Then creep in, to finish off the rest Exact execution of killing Leaving limp and battered shells to fester in the sun Delivering atonement for murder Death was the errand and the fate they deserved The sky’s on fire, smell humans burning Can’t believe what they see Unrelenting butchery Entering a village deceased Baring witness to thrawn barbarity Raped, penetrated, and hacked Were victims of genocidal attack

Submitted by The Void — Apr 24, 2025

This macabre flesh Some held against their will Usually knocked Unconscious from battery Drugged or asphyxiated Then put in a tub of ice Dropping bodily temperatures To replicate that of being dead Cold to the touch and violated Necrophilia sex Copied with the living volunteers So they play roles In this macabre flesh Necrophilic fantasy Masturbating feverishly Painted up, playing the corpse Still and vile So they play roles In this macabre flesh Necrophilic fantasy Masturbating feverishly Painted up, playing the corpse Still and vile Willingly acting deceased Lifeless and motionless While their partners Have their way with them Sometimes strangling Each other for the ultimate release A compulsion to love death An erotic attraction to corpses Perfect subjugation Sex with the beautiful dead

Submitted by VladTheImpaler666 — Apr 24, 2025

Black magic or a trick of Voodoo priests? Zombification, a reality in Haiti Fear not the living dead Walking the streets Fear becoming that which is seen Created slaves poisoned, then resurrected The buried alive Left in a catatonic state Not aware of that horrific fate But the hell is not over Brain dead Forced into a life of slavery Never returning to humanity Blackened eyes Wandering endlessly Not aware, not alive Been resurrected Been revived Feeling nothing Lost and confused Empty inside Life is refused Violated the law Of the secret society Induced into a death-like state Killed, revived, and maintained By a black magic lord Decreased to a freak devoid of thoughts The living dead walking the streets Blank inside Mindless, soulless, devoid of life Mindless, soulless, devoid of life Blackened eyes Wandering endlessly Not aware, not alive Been resurrected Been revived Violated the law Of the secret society Induced into a death-like state Killed, revived, and maintained By a black magic lord Left in a catatonic state Not aware of that horrific fate But the hell is not over Brain dead Forced into a life of slavery Never returning to humanity

Submitted by Corpse Grinder — Apr 24, 2025

Excremental vision of an empire poisoned Endarkenment of the early age Power induced regression From all morals thoughts Murder was glorious to behold In the mind of a sadist Where freedom and pleasure Expand and flourish from From another’s pain Suffering and humiliation Nero, the true Anti-Christ Privately execrated, publicly admired, obeyed Matricide Ingenious depravities Extremes of procreative energy Concatenations of filthy transgressions Incest, adultery, sodomy, sacrilege Unleashed upon the masses Incontestably evil Free from conscience In the mind of a sadist Evil is attractive, aesthetic What an artist this world has lost Excremental vision of an empire poisoned Endarkenment of the early age Power induced regression From all morals thoughts Murder was glorious to behold Suffering and humiliation Nero, the true Anti-Christ Privately execrated, publicly admired, obeyed

Submitted by Pestilence — Apr 24, 2025

Through a process of absorption and conquest Rituals of blood to appease the divine Offerings of life To feed the gods’ hunger Captured in battle or from tribute The war god is especially thirsty To invoke the spirits of the sun and war Prevention of plague, defeat and famine A scene of darkness and death Royal libation of blood Waterfalls of red fall from the pyramid Producing lakes of blood Covering pits full of corpses, piled a hundred high Ritual sacrifice on a vast scale Never seen before or since Communion with superior beings The gods are thirsty, they must be fed With a steady supply of human hearts And crimson offering The blood of sacrifice For expiation and perpetuating life To honour the gods Of the earth, and the rain, and the fire The horror, the honour Surrounded by the unworthy Spread eagle on a round stone Content to die Waterfalls of red fall from the pyramid Producing lakes of blood Covering pits full of corpses, piled a hundred high With an obsidian knife Chests are cut open, they’re still alive! Removal of still beating Removal of still beating hearts Blood flows like rivers Bodies tossed to the bottom One hundred high So the sun will rise Through a process of absorption and conquest Rituals of blood to appease the divine Offerings of life To feed the gods’ hunger Captured in battle or from tribute The war god is especially thirsty To invoke the spirits of the sun and war Prevention of plague, defeat and famine A scene of darkness and death To ward off the fury and wrath

Submitted by Morgoth — Apr 24, 2025

Left as five, returned as one Searching for bounty Their findings are plentiful Greedily, he wants all for himself He kills the others in their sleep Low on food, or perhaps a twisted fetish He eats their remains Then blames the four men’s death On nature On weather and wolves Bodies supposedly maimed By wild scavengers But skeptics want more proof Of how they died Not believing The possible Anthropophagus All are exhumed For more research Studies on the skeletal corpses Tell a very different story Butcher-like cuts on bone Skull fractures from hatchet wounds Repeat On weather and wolves Bodies supposedly maimed By wild scavengers But skeptics want more proof Of how they died Blows and cuts To consistent between them No animals could have left these marks Found guilty of the murders And sentenced to death The first cannibal Caught with forensic science

Submitted by Corpse Defiler — Apr 24, 2025