Slakthus Gamleby

Human cesspool, the breeding never stops Like rats, like plague, like aeons puking Heel down, to besiege a dying nature Unknowing bastard breed, of our own failure Befoul the earth, with our birthings of sickness Life is a coma, we only await to die Life is a coma, we only await the cleansing day Comatose and bleeding, let dying take effect Its emptying your lifesblood, feeding until you're dead Never awaken your daydream, a life where all have a meaning Not that of a destroying breed, a pest upon all the breathes

Submitted by VladTheImpaler666 — Apr 26, 2025

Entrenched in bitter soil, twisting in the mud of days that past Drowning in regret, clawing at the possibility of a painless death And then the death sets in, empty sucking open bin It needs to eat your soul, your flesh will soon be an empty hole The eater of souls has come Run and run no more This hole is the whole, it eats both creator and whore Death grasp oblivion Death claws at your throat... Death grasp oblivion, the fingers of the foul ripping Grasping for your life, the rusting meatcleaver of unlife

Submitted by Corpse Grinder — Apr 26, 2025

Gathered to make the horrendous done, chanting the words to invoke the ancient ones The morbid fog covers the earth, sentinent mist of ages From crypts below the ooze, of a thousand aeons Open the gates to the fourth dimension, let the vortex spill into this world Maelstrom directing the overlords, towards the heaving earth Inside these temple walls, kingdoms rise and aeons fall The walls bleed blood, jet black fuel for the altar In the circle of ritual, open veins bring power; the ones from above, overload of human measures brings the gate Invoking the spirits of another realm, horrible masters of the dead And in the aftermath, the earth lay smoking dead... Ruled by new masters, from the fourth dimension

Submitted by NecroLord — Apr 26, 2025

It chews me from inside, the feeling there's no meaning... No meaning to this life Awaken into a morning of inanity, wide open to a world of insanity Just like a spike, inserted in my brain, the gnawing feeling that all is inane Awaken into a morning of inanity, wide open to a world of insanity Trapped in a life of still waters, threading the same path another day Its like being drowned, over and over and over again Awaiting a death you fear, feeling the end that is drawing near The cold claw of something ınknown, crouch in your house nothing saves you now... Fisted by the cold hand of death

Submitted by Grave666 — Apr 26, 2025

So comes the night, no time for rest or sleep Barricade the door, tired and weary with hands so sore Counting bullets, so many days left in this hell Days are a haze... trying to sleep yet getting none Nights are infernal; it feels like life undone They crush and pound, their cold hands on our door In greater numbers, than ever before... They storm our bastion, grasping for our souls Their cold skin... I feel it in my dreams A thousand grasping fingers, choking my dying screams There's no escape... Upon this island afar Seeking shelter in resistance, just like in my life before The great escape from another life, it stranded me in this secluded hell If I shall die this freezing night... at least I will do it well

Submitted by NecroLord — Apr 26, 2025

Life's ways are narrow, a crawlspace in time Our existence shallow, no time for understanding Just seconds away, lies our own demise Our existence shallow, no time for understanding From laughter to retching, in one millisecond Burn out, only time to fade away, gone tomorrow dying today No time to live, only time to die and burn From laughter to retching, life's just for the reapers taking A perpetual wasteland, conveyor belt of flesh From start to end, no time for anything mend

Submitted by johnmansley — Apr 26, 2025

Eerie and cold lays the day, awaken in this suffocating mist To step outside and fall prey, to that which hunts in this place Lingering dreams from centuries past, this place is old Ruins and concrete silos, harbor the dead inside A voyage into pandemonium... This world hung from chains, and whipped into submission Reality a mere fasade, to cover the machinery that breathes Slakthus Gamleby, welcome in to experience flesh A new way of living, stripped from flesh and bleeding out

Submitted by Corpse Defiler — Apr 26, 2025

Caught in the vortex of time now ending, traveller transformed to something else Bring back the core of wisdom, that this world now ends Inverted pyramids of human flesh, enthrone the sky and whisper Below all hell awaits, to burst through cloaked gateways Sordid dreams now come to flesh, you might be the saviour Cut through the veil of sick, just to discover but human flesh And then its all too late, meet the army of pigs Where to hide, in a world left to its own burial By a flap of its wings, this world comes undone The butterfly from Tibet, infernal onset...

Submitted by Nargaroth — Apr 26, 2025