Two (Poverty)

Pure is the stone On the path of this ocean Treasures are abandoned The warzones are in welcome Python eagle man wasted ghost Torche is in hand The thunder grows Digesting tip of the sword Taking spit of the poison Gods pilgrims field Avalanche of man Horns fangs are in sight Lungs to ear Never to be tame Gauntlet on gauntlet The skin whips amok Bone how it slithers Like a black liquid wind Crimson faces Baptismal light Flawless the damage The flags fly high Throne talter Hammer of Gods

Submitted by Nargaroth — Apr 26, 2025

Violence addled dislocated drunk Walking on constricted vital signs Preying on the health of mortal skull Lurking vision pale hands wrapped in pain Zombie Crawling through the ground with endless skill Hunting earth to numb untranquil brains Broken lungs & rancid oral steam Through the bone the medication lays Burn rot want waste Pale hostage to death Endless history Nobody will ever die Expression of immunity to god

Submitted by Sexy Gargoyle — Apr 26, 2025

Whiskey in eyes never the one with the grace vacant veins Taking a turn for the worst it just feels right I'll drink the fear on hand I'll ride the wolf through hell My shot in the dark Without home Without god Damage skin No more sleep no rest Burry effects from the cause I'm always sick & so now it just feels right Clothed under the road Conscience low Risk aside

Submitted by Celtic Frost — Apr 26, 2025

Gather all of your thoughts of god Give yourself a reason for a shot At riding the nerves of the washed Life (or) faith decide Another violence -- slave to comfort Dragging through your head until exhaust Condition that is easily lost Grinding Pointless Endless Punish Sufferless Fuck a martyr Take the time To know your Enemy The threat is synthetic Worldwide chemical imbalance When someone else's god makes you a target

Ride into the bathic sporadic mountain maze Rise & fall -- vast the fear of legend -- point of no return Language of Oblivion Beast of undiscovered Man is minority bottom dwellers Deep obscure threshold steel bending instincts mystery

Submitted by Corpse Defiler — Apr 26, 2025

Taking in thousands of lore -- Raising the anchor embracing the famine Cross the path unarmored -- Racing into the divide Symptoms of fate Calling the name Stone grows inside with the suffering Sight through chest & anointing the fist -- crawl into the new seer -- Torche of our madness carries on Chaos is the catalyst medicating time of need Misery is paying off listen for voice from the grave Drinking kings blood barking in lively depression Swelling havoc reflects expression through age Tentacles of sufferage Darkness in the corner of my eye & a filthy sheet of flesh Laying on the coals yet swimming through smoke & the flames Riding the vine through the gauntlet of danger soaked time Abandoning the instincts expression of tusk & the claw Adaptation a rancid faith Halo burns with bible breath Crunching all that is skull -- slave to the tusk

Submitted by NecroGod — Apr 26, 2025

Bile washing oral drainage skin These thieves are on the battleground again Naked is addiction through the nose Pressures that are lurking w/ the floods A need to suffer grow the character Another product of the warning Embrace intentions of the terror Condition disorder unstable Choking down the arteries of breath Ashes of revenge are on the path Cavities in cells and nurse the lice Drowning in insomniatic waves

Submitted by Iron_Wraith — Apr 26, 2025

Living and dying for no one Playing god & steering all the bullets Disregarding vapid is your credit Never can a leader be believed Jesus Christ will never be concerned Bloodless depthless hopeless alive There is no value - I have no trust I represent nothing - fuck yourself There is no common bond No damage that cannot be done I have nothing left to feel Jack off thy public Dead man no regret One life all revenge Engineer One man all revenge Another civil war is on our backs We'll carry out the stresses through our necks Unknown visuals -- story has no end Dragging out the lines in the sand Pointless the supremacy at best No confession - causing us to die

Submitted by Corpse Grinder — Apr 26, 2025

Gods are smashed -- motherfucked -- skyline carcass melts to dust Dancing fire demon thieves pulverizing ecstasy -- hail and kill Devils kiss Christ piss Behold orcus / perfecting pain Spine collapse Planet flood Celebration of damage Shapeshift face Black mid-day -- the 5th season has arrived

Submitted by Sexy Gargoyle — Apr 26, 2025

Working man Spirit sick as fuck Marching on Ageless nameless Reign as acid lung Going nowhere Disgusting wealth unloading We are the horsemen of no-collar jobs Blackened eyes & broken teeth Socialization is masturbation One man remains to stand Acid lung fuck them all

Submitted by Sexy Gargoyle — Apr 26, 2025

Nothing left to fight Nothing left to kill One thing left to fuck Bitter till I die There's a slaughter Thats leaning on time The spiders in my throat A hole is in my sky I'm dying to fuck off You're pissing in my skull The last thing I want Is the first thing I need Septic prescence all around me And now you're a fuckin target Vomiting the damaged past Revenge use once and destroy A fuckin disease Voice of unreason lives in me Crushing the pillars of their lungs Life won't wait Burning the flesh smashing the face Fucking it all

Submitted by Sexy Gargoyle — Apr 26, 2025

This track is instrumental.

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