Apophenia
Holy man, holy life his sacred body holds holy soul Touch that heals all wounds, hands that help the poor Sacred flesh, lets celebrate Did it really work, or was that just a hoax? Preaching to give up life Flesh is all they hail, In the name of holiness, festival of the rotting carcass Body parts in golden caskets, holy fingers and sacred bones Hideous show amongst believers, That’s the true cult of the dead Body parts in golden caskets, holy fingers and sacred bones Hideous show amongst believers, That’s the true cult of the dead Danse macabre upon the cross Corpses, nails and teeth, Fool’s gold and nothing more, hold on to the golden throne From dust you came and to dust you shall return Holy man, holy life his sacred body holds holy soul Touch that heals all wounds, hands that help the poor Sacred flesh, lets celebrate Did it really work, or was that just a hoax?
Submitted by Celtic Frost — Jun 22, 2026
What we have become and what we have achieve? Searching in the void for our reason to live That dirt on my hands from the hole I dig Deep within my soul, deep within of me Everything I have, everything I wish Laying on the scene of this great tragedy Pain of giving all but receiving none Empty words for me, empty deeds for thee That dirt on my hands from the hole I dig Deep within my soul, deep within of me Everything I have, Everything I wish Laying on the scene of this great tragedy Lets just celebrate the great sacrifice Now it’s all for nothing as if I ever care As if I receive the sign of prize I was promised to achieve What we have become and what we have achieve? Searching in the void for our reason to live
Submitted by Celtic Frost — Jun 22, 2026
Preaching love and mercy, yet let others fall. Wearing robes of righteousness, a mask upon theface But deep inside, their hearts are in a darker place. In a world of holy words, they stand so tall. Oh, the weight of the burden they carry Hiding behind a cloak of false piety. They speak of grace, but live in duplicity, Caught in the web of religious hypocrisy. They claim to follow doctrines, written long ago, But their actions speak of judgment, a self-righteous ego. They point their fingers, casting stones with pride, Forgetting the compassion that should be their guide. In the end, we'll find our way, Breaking free from the chains that led astray. For mind and truth will always set us free, From the grips of religious hypocrisy.
Submitted by Celtic Frost — Jun 22, 2026
Self-proclaimed guardians of morals In sacred halls, they preach control, Hunters of the thoughts,eaters of the souls Through eyes the sin is crawling through your ears , Venom pours into your heart Forbidden books, forbidden thoughts, forbidden… De Materia Turpi! Always in pursuit of free thought, The enemies of your self Hungry for your thoughts, hungry for your words Inquisitors in the service of tyranny of souls. The big censors are coming for you Hungry for your deeds, hungry for your thoughts When your resistance falls, you will not notice When the books you read become filth Trained like a disobedient dog, The muzzle hurts you, but it's too late It's too late!!!
Submitted by Celtic Frost — Jun 22, 2026
In the twisted corridors of my tortured mind Delusions of revelation, a truth I cannot find Madness grips my soul, as I descend to the abyss I see the world through fractured eyes, twisted and deranged A distorted cosmic tapestry, forever rearranged Whispers of the ancient ones, they beckon from the void But the truths they promise are illusions to avoid. Chaos reigns within my soul, a symphony of despair As I chase the delusion, a phantom in the air The prophets and the seers, their words a twisted song Leading me to madness, where I truly belong. In the shadows of my mind, I'm lost in my own creation A maddening hallucination, a delusion of revelation In the twisted corridors of my tortured mind Delusions of revelation, a truth I cannot find Madness grips my soul, as I descend to the abyss.
Submitted by Celtic Frost — Jun 22, 2026
Earth will tremble, sky will burn Sinners, saints and all that is In the purge they all shall die In the purge they all shall weep For there is nothing but death And in death they all shall rest There will be no return No life to pass after that Only the eternal night In this slumber in this silence No sign of his holy voice Wrath that go undone Execution of nones will Take me to eternal rest Take me to the house on none Sky won’t burn, earth will last Only crosses on the graves shall be the sign of old believes And they will perish after all
Submitted by Celtic Frost — Jun 22, 2026
Wandering on a path of delusions, everything is bright Walking on the path of consciousness, shapes are everywhere Heroes of helpless desires gather hand in hand with me As I slowly drift away, far from reality Everything here has a reason, purpose I need to reach Listen here, open your eyes or doomed you shall be I’ve possessed the true, I know for father told me From the wrecked city, dusts looks like him to me Cross that went untouched among the tragedy Regardless of dead bodies gift from god it must be Abaddon all doubts, open your eyes and see Wandering on a path of delusions, everything is bright Walking on the path of consciousness, shapes are everywhere Heroes of helpless desires gather hand in hand with me As I slowly drift away… Apophenia
Submitted by Celtic Frost — Jun 22, 2026
Scream in the abyss, the wailing of the damned Infernal cries, as we're caught in the quicksand In this requiem, we'll all be dead Cacophony of chaos, a maelstrom of decay Where the boundaries of sanity fade away In a world of torment, we're bound to roam As the darkness claims our souls, we're never going home In the realm of the lost, we're unaware Of the horrors that await, as we descend Into the madness, where sanity ends
Submitted by Celtic Frost — Jun 22, 2026
Where cross cast its shadow, where darkness breeds A tale of intolerance, fueled by wicked deeds Fanatics wield their hate, as their faith they preach Blinded by their dogma, they won't listen, won't teach A world divided by the gods they've chose In the name of salvation, they impose Their will upon the ones who don't conform But in the flames of defiance, we'll transform Break these chains, we'll rise, we'll roar In the name of freedom, we'll declare this war No matter what you believe or where you're from In unity we stand, to the beat of the drum The flames of persecution, they burn so bright But we'll stand up against, ignite the fight Where cross cast its shadow, where darkness breeds A tale of intolerance, fueled by wicked deeds
Submitted by Celtic Frost — Jun 22, 2026