My Empire

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The battalion of insanities watching over mankind. Pestilence, suffocation will reach for every lie. Disabled people will start a hellish cry and now I wait for you to die. ...to die! Extinction of live, be pest or be hate. Bombs are crashing down to earth and no one will survive. Diseases sneaking there around, beat you to underlie. Satanic blasphemy casts a shadow on humanity and now I wait for you to die. ...to die! Extinction of live, be pest or be hate. Chaos, destruction, fire, death, all will feel that survive is senseless. Anarchy has broken out there, nightmare creatures come out of the darkness. Chaos, destruction, fire, death, all will feel that survive is senseless. Torture is the agenda there, chains rattling through the whole dark biosphere. Biosphere. Extinction of live, be pest or be hate.

Submitted by Cyberwaste — Apr 26, 2025

Pestilential, the awakening of terror. The innocents will call them irate. Heretic, rape me. Pestilence. Fetidness and disgust, black bruises destruct me hard. Screams penetrate my veins, nothing I have done anymore. Pestilential, the awakening of terror. The innocents will call them irate. The rise of the infinite flame, supported by creators of the damned. Cosmic supremacy appears, nothing I will see anymore. Black flames burn, chased by black eyes of the ignorance. Steal by pain, the dark and his threads to the underground. Black flames burn, chased by black eyes of the ignorance. Pestilential, the awakening of terror. The innocents will call them irate. Heretic, rape me. Pestilence.

Submitted by Cyberwaste — Apr 26, 2025

Live and relation Complete it all. Clan civilisation, they want to hear a call. Without a function, the devils rapture. In deepest dungeon, they need a new denature. Alone, hear my call. The one that hear my call. Alone, hear my call. The one that hear my call. My darkest breed is recreated. Live is complete, deserve to be hated. Atomic shadow, what a drag. Warriors barrow sit the nocturnal frags. The dark woods of error, where the nightmares creatures awakening from death to the life of irateness. Live and relation Complete it all. Clan civilisation, they want to hear a call. Atomic shadow, what a drag. Warriors barrow sit the nocturnal frags. Alone, hear my call. The one that hear my call. Alone, hear my call. The one that hear my call.

Submitted by Dahmers Fridge — Apr 26, 2025

You cut a piece of entrails out of my core. No one can escape the rusty grasp with the blade. No sanity, no law, dissection so raw. I see the hell is coming near. Lay down, down for pain. Right down for pain, so savour the moment right. Flesh will be ripped out of your corpus and blood flows out. Just like a morbid infection, expatiates my carnal lust. I lay on the cot, my abdomen a slot. Psychological terror, befalls me to my hour. The passion in his eyes will lead me to disaster Agony and pain, conquer me insane. Lay down, down for pain. Right down for pain, so savour the moment right. Flesh will be ripped out of your corpus and blood flows out. Just like a morbid infection, expatiates my carnal lust.

Submitted by Warbringer — Apr 26, 2025

I fall in pain, there is no second chance. The stabbing pain is a soulful dance. I realize that is all too late. The nocturnal prayers have to fail. Hate for solution, I will not be dead. Brutal deadly confusion when the sky is red. I fall in pain, there is no second chance. The stabbing pain is a soulful dance. I realize that is all too late. The nocturnal prayers have to fail. The guardian provides salvation. Their eyes will see the black incantation. Slaughter me, I agree. I fall in pain, there is no second chance. The stabbing pain is a soulful dance. I realize that is all too late. The nocturnal prayers have to fail.

Submitted by NecroLord — Apr 26, 2025

Slicing in my death. Flowing, embrace the life. Suffer the war machine. This hell to be, aiding mine. Association, fall of the templars crown. Fear of the crying breath, done of life. Can be heard by your crown and my inviolate... My inviolate rapture. Of my inviolate... Of my inviolate rapture. Enticing, you are there. Clawing, apply the knife. Lover of the bloody sheen. Respell the death rattle trine. Asphyxiation, the lung seems scaled down. Fear of the crying breath, done of life. Can be heard by your crown and my inviolate... My inviolate rapture. Of my inviolate... Of my inviolate rapture. The way you be in line and now it is killing time. Enter the scene of crime. The way you be in line and that is the killing time. Scene of crime. I will divide me. I will hagride me. My inviolate... My inviolate rapture. Of my inviolate... Of my inviolate rapture. I will divide me. Rapture! I will hagride me.

Submitted by Cyberwaste — Apr 26, 2025

I step in the uncertain, armed up to the teeth. My thoughts are broken, remembered what I have seen. Screams of my enemy reside in my ear. I walk on the field of death. I walk on the field of... Field of death! I walk on the field of death. I walk on the field of... Field of death!

Submitted by VladTheImpaler666 — Apr 26, 2025

Bombs, devastation. I dig a grave for the whole bloody nation. Anthrax, battlefield. Decay of the trenches, the human protective shield. Scars, barbwire. Accepting commands on the ground of the liar. Grenade, explosion. My ears blown away in the world of confusion. My empire, my empire of dirt. My empire, my empire of dirt. Instinct, execution. There is no escape only the headshot solution. Now my empire, I can not leave without leaving desires. My empire, my empire of dirt. My empire, my empire of dirt. My empire, my empire of dirt. My empire, my empire of dirt.

Submitted by MetalElf — Apr 26, 2025

I found the serpent kind and realize the change of mind. Destroy the nation and the believers and now you can not find a way. A way out of the vow. Bury your dead and I see red. Bury your dead and I see red. Now they refer to preach, they withdraw like a leech. Nightmare at eight and stabbed to death and now you can not find a way. A way out of the vow. Bury your dead and I see red. Bury your dead and I see red. Slap on the wrist, stab on the back. Slap on the wrist, stab on the back. The eternal recurrence, the essential question. Bury your dead! Bury your dead and I see red. Bury your dead and I see red.

Submitted by Immortal — Apr 26, 2025