Demon Layers
Tumultuous waves of unpleasant frequencies and volatile energies Drown me in a frigid ocean of chaotic misery As I grasp at my own soul in frantic futility To find a semblance of what one could call a reason to create Cryptic offerings of esoteric monuments to musical ingenuity That shall never be understood By a planet of walking, talking meat Thank you for your time Have a terrible day
Submitted by Nargaroth — Jun 19, 2026
Doctor procures barbecue sauce Shake is fooled into seeking treasure Digging ferociously He creates a sinkhole Discovery of a skull-filled cavern Shake is taken aback by the sight Ominous voice foretells a sandwich Mystical magical meat bite Brings him to a strange land Shake ingests the brood-wich Visions of a man who wields an axe Accompany sandwich consumption Satanic psychopath, murdering fiend Seeks a victim to eviscerate Appease the curved blade With your tender flesh Shake shares the sandwich with his friends They pass it back and forth Sun-dried tomatoes taste like crap And thus are removed The curse Thus hath been dispelled Our protagonist returns to safety Mystical immortal meat-bite The insidious Sandwich of death
Submitted by Nargaroth — Jun 19, 2026
Spurting forth my diarrhea Sphincter clenching asshole Liquid feces, poison ass The prospect of defecation Burning with urgency Intestinal conflict, rumbling Diarrhea, diarrhea Blood and mucus in your stool Diarrhea, diarrhea Blow it out your ass Pan-demonically possessed By the Lord of Dung Beelzebul pulls the strings As the shit starts to shoot from the spot where you sit Frivolous, the notion that you could escape the fate Every human upon this Earth shall be forced to defecate Pan-demonically possessed By the Lord of Dung Beelzebul pulls the strings As the shit starts to shoot from the spot where you sit Frivolous, the notion that you could escape the fate Every human upon this Earth shall be forced to defecate Diarrhea, diarrhea Beelzebul in your bowels I am your God You are alone now Sit upon your throne Crafted of porcelain Open the hole Release the poison
Submitted by Nargaroth — Jun 19, 2026
Ingestion of tetrahydrocannabinol Induces a state of lucidity Unbeknownst to the simpler souls To spiritual realms Portals will open Ingest Combust Inhale Cilia Paralyzed Esophagus Becoming more dry Tracheal Irritation Slipping into the void Pounding, accelerated heartbeat Encapsulated by fear You are going to die Sever the soul from the flesh Altered perception Travel the realms of the dead Astral projection Unprepared for Such a high percentage at Seventy-nine Cheesy bean burrito Burning inside your Colon The prospect of defecation Churning with liquidity Intestinal conflict, rumbling Ingestion of dairy and fiber Induces a state of explosive diarrhea Unbeknownst to the simpler fools Humans should not suck The utters of Cows Dairy diarrhea Cannot be cured
Submitted by Nargaroth — Jun 19, 2026
Solitary days of the darkened sage Forlorn by the light Universal pain of the human race Paradoxical plight Infatuated So exacerbated by Self-illumination Desecration of the mind Inundated Eroded by futile attempts to transcend Human stupidity A curse upon our race Spiritual destitution Nonexistent restitution Condemned To repeat Endless cycles of agony Condemned to repeat endless cycles of agony Condemned to repeat endless cycles of agony Condemned to repeat endless cycles of agony Existential putridity Birthing perturbation Vessels with rotten souls Thanatos' exaltation Souls whirling in a torrent The vagrant phantoms crying out In pain Lunatic wings Burning in anguish Bedlam hath arisen Endless suffering Condemned to a life of servitude Bask in the filth Beneath these caustic rays of Sun Beneath these caustic rays of sun Sages and scholars striving for knowledge Drowning in corrosive seas of brazen fucking idiocy Observing fools forsake Themselves and this planet This accursed Flesh This accursed flesh
Submitted by Nargaroth — Jun 19, 2026
Whirling winds of chaos Wretched with despair Girders line the jungle Poison throngs the grids Toxic stench of decay Odor seeping detestably Savor the stench of dung Bless us with blood and the ultimate end Foul is the fear I breathe As the world spins through suffering Dead is the gaze to behold upon this disillusioned Visage of doom Ruination through procreation Decimation via overpopulation Ruination through procreation Existential depreciation Bleak is the blood that pumps Ashen, the souls who yearn Blackened is the fate of man In the dirt with the shit and the rot and the piss Bleak is the blood, bleak is the blood, bleak is the blood Bleak is the blood, bleak is the blood, bleak is the blood
Submitted by Nargaroth — Jun 19, 2026