Faithless

Rasto S. / Immortal Human race Comic puppets Body is blood Flesh and skin Deformed fetus Hiding, in the face and thoughts Deformed fetus So deplorable Our body Is a vermin, In which The entity for eternity hides Is the only mass which will remain BONES - the book of life BONES - the pure identity BONES - the only residual BONES - the breath of eternity Life gets through Decay is swallowing it It's emptiness End of thinking Through the flesh and skin The skeleton is emerging now And the only reality comes Life gets through Our body Is a vermin In which The entity for eternity hides Is the only mass Which will remain BONES - the book of life BONES - the pure identity BONES - the only residual BONES - the breath of eternity Life gets through Decay is swallowing it It's emptiness End of thinking

Submitted by Pestilence — Apr 26, 2025

Rasto S. / Immortal You're getting hard knocks A lot of absurd advices You feel the pain and chaos Always trying to stay in round The pressure on you Is growing and getting stronger Questions are filling Your perception Chaos swallowed Your own face If you deny The false prophecy You will lose your consciousness You have to wake up Show your face to your enemy Fight back his hits Annihilates his pressure Drown him in his own blood You have your own belief Never forget Don't sell the only thing Which differentiates you From the bastards Everything is written Deep in your blood Nothing will change its flow Veins are the way Which is leading you From the beginning to the grave Only the believe in blood

Submitted by Celtic Frost — Apr 26, 2025

Rasto S. You want to get my mind To your spoiled kingdom I hate your belief in evil I'm not your dust In ruins of lies and NASTINESS Bloody work Of your sick system Awaiting your fucking savior Turns into blasphemy Voices from the other side Beg and wait for help Your commands and lies You play the saints Bloody work Of your sick system Awaiting your fucking savior Turns into blasphemy Voices from the other side

Submitted by Infernal Flame — Apr 26, 2025

Rasto S. / Rene B. Keepers of the liberty, keepers of the freedom Seven demons, the chosen ones Faithful protectors unrightfully expelled from their homes Now only crave for well deserved vengeance Hit the knees of betrayers Show them power unseen Teach them what a freedom means Punish them for sins unforgiven Their plots and tricks are clear as the river of infinity Bullshits about heaven's mercy and justice, Feeble minded stories about the ways and will of their god Will be wiped off the Earth by the powers of the seven ones. Seven demons, the chosen ones Bringers of truth, messengers of justice Burners of holiness and their shit Catalysts of the eternal cleansing of the world They do not mind begs and tears of the dirty saints Who are so close to betray all that they pretended to admire Just to save their unworthy and bloody lives But the hand of justice is ultimate and firmly led by the seven ones. Explanation : The bible speaks about those expelled from the heaven because of not obeying the god. However these fallen angels have remembered the derogation forever. Now they are ready to do the same with the good's earthly servants (priests, pope and all those hypocrites) for taking advantage from the holy sacrifice. (R.B.)

Submitted by MetalElf — Apr 26, 2025

Rasto S. / Immortal Born under the cross Kneeling down at the candles Veiling underneath the black canvas Hans turning to your body Lies control your language You are like a vampire Which bites and never drops Once the coldness shall come Will jail you forever Once the coldness shall come Will bring the pain back Once the coldness shall come Will steal your life Once the coldness shall come And send you back I know the herd of fat bastards Stands behind you You spread penury and pain While being drowned in profusion The shit you call belief Was not created by a holy fetus You have become a symbol for lies And thus your last gasp comes Once the coldness shall come Will jail you forever Once the coldness shall come Will bring the pain back Once the coldness shall come Will steal your life Once the coldness shall come And send you back I know the herd of fat bastards Stands behind you You spread penury and pain While being drowned in profusion

Submitted by NecroGod — Apr 26, 2025

Rasto S. Your world is small Its limited to the space Which you can touch You see only yourselves You believe your faith Cant see nothing else around Fancy your sick mind Funny opinions about live Comedy which you play for ever Dont take mind of other Get out of your blind ring Look around you Make your mind free Your light is not clear You believe your faith Cant see nothing else around Fancy your sick mind Funny opinions about live Comedy which you play for ever Dont take mind of other

Submitted by Celtic Frost — Apr 26, 2025

Rasto S. & Rasto P. / Immortal Echoes in the dusk Cry and loud moan Anticipation of pain Image of the apocalypse My mind is stopping It is looking for definition Walking into the darkness I see apocalyptic image Lot of blood and pieces of bodies Moans of bloody angels Banquet of beasts with horns /devils/ It is like a cafilery Thousands of victims Are falling From the cliff to the abyss For all the misery For lies and cruelty Bodies and sinners Are falling into darkness In this kettle is cry Over the burning flame Angels are dying All the Christians With fall into the kettle And will die in pain Which they were abusing yourself After thousands of years Its beginning the rebellion Last way of saints

Submitted by Cyberwaste — Apr 26, 2025

Rasto S. Master of lies Heavy worlds Malicions looks Are slashing you You are son of god You are god of pain You are Jesus Christ Master of lies I feel your look On my body You are hate In my heart You are son of god No more in my heart

Submitted by Cyberwaste — Apr 26, 2025

Rasto S. / Immortal Face in the darkness Uncertain shape of the creature Emerging from behind the bloody sky It comes to harvest the empty human souls It comes to destroy and burn with fury Mercy takes no place where prayers should be heard This should be the mighty god, relief from the pain The ones who believe wait, the others hold their faith Warriors fall so does their god The final battle must be unleashed to bring the truth to live The weak will submit to their destiny Submit to the slavery of the mighty ones Creature's approaching from the darkness Serpents follow this disgusting form of being Once call it god of the almighty one As soon as he shows his back, they want to see him dead Can the tyrant be defeated by any mortal powers ? Can the evil hit the bottom of the deepest oblivion ? With hope in heart and endless endurance in blood We can vanquish anyone and rule this world Creature in the darkness Disgusting and shapeless one Being followed by the weakest serpents Only the strong can resist and stay apart. Explanation : Christians often describe Jesus Christ as a nice and gentle man. They never speak about using Jesus and religion as the symbols neither for their medieval crusades nor current politics. Thus we describe Jesus (god) as the shapeless, formless creature in lead of troops of doom.

Submitted by Warbringer — Apr 26, 2025