The Gallery of Bleeding Art

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I. Welcome to the gallery of bleeding art Where I create pain on the canvas of death Just close your eyelids - the torture comes from within In this realm of mine the revenge can begin In a blackened place within me Where reason is eclipsed by rage In edifice of inviolable justice Where my vengeance is coming to life In all the beautiful colours of affliction II. I will rape your mind into fragments of broken glass And every single crystal shard shall pierce your lying heart There is no dawn in this blood red dream Just an endless night of anguish supreme No more lies will be told I will make you suffer in my mind When I have ripped out your tongue No more lies will be written A thousand deaths for you inside When I have smashed your fingers into pieces Each stroke of my brush A condescending strike against you Each dash of paint A scar upon your body III. Every lie that you have told will be a scar upon your body An eternal monument of your worthless existence In the darkness I can hear you weep You can't wake up from this breathless sleep Every image of your tormented face Every depiction of your lacerated body Every instant of your suffering Is a grand piece of bleeding art IV. In these chambers of vengeance I am free to live again Live through a thousand torments I don't feel the pain anymore There is no life in this world of scorn Just an endless night with tragedies adorned No more lies will be told I will make you suffer in my mind When I have ripped out your tongue No more lies will be written A thousand deaths for you inside When I have smashed your fingers into pieces V. Death so close, yet so far, far away Please try to reach the light with useless broken limbs My wrath is eternal, I will never let you die Because your suffering is keeping me alive No more lies will be told I will make you suffer in my mind When I have ripped out your tongue No more lies will be written A thousand deaths for you inside When I have smashed your fingers into pieces

Submitted by Celtic Frost — Apr 26, 2025

I. In the dazzling white light we can no longer see What we created - a one second triumph Rivers of our finest plutonium Melting into the ground like an open wound Standing without the ability to Behold our finest yet final creation Mortal senses die in the light Watching our masterpiece with dead eyes They are blind We are blind II. Erasing parasites, man-made extinction Vanishing life-forms, man-made perfection The time has come for our slithering existence To return into the womb from which it came Shattered flocks of ignorant beings Blown away in a carnal thermonuclear storm A one-second holocaust Realizing that they have realized A ritual of mass-destruction Man made extinction - extinction made man Killing for inner peace Man made extinction - extinction made man Ruling a world where all life has ceased III. In the blackest of voids we can once again see The uncreation - our absolute triumph It is the dawn of the neogenesis The rebirth of all that ever was Standing with the ability to Behold our finest yet final creation Mortal senses die in the light Watching our world with dead eyes They are blind We are blind IV. Recreate paradise - man-made creation Exalted lifeforms - god-like perfection The time has come to be as one with the gods To return into the womb from which we all came Shattered flocks of ignorant beings Blown away in a carnal thermonuclear storm A one-second holocaust Realizing that they have realized A ritual of mass-destruction Man made extinction - extinction made man Killing for inner peace Man made extinction - extinction made man Ruling a world where all life has ceased Man made extinction Extinction made man

Submitted by VladTheImpaler666 — Apr 26, 2025

I. Trapped inside a world distorted Thick air, pounding pulse Climbing dead walls, seeking cure Chemical solutions giving no relief In this relentless circle The spiral heading downwards Chaos is closing in Temporary solutions for a Dislocated mind Embrace the dawn they say Daily escapism And seek the light they say Where the walls have already Absorbed whatever rays there were II. Patters seem unbreakable in this room of decay The only wish is the wish to endure This endless journey of self-contempt The sun is rising upon others Laughter is echoing, but not here Only elsewhere Truthful words and acts of deliverance Every reason evident, but not here Only elsewhere det som kallades framtid finns mte mer allt det som blomstade är nu dött och begraver och allt som var vackert är ruttet nu det some kallades hunger finns inte mer det enda som flammar är smärtans låga i vetskapen om att ha varit förd bakom ljuset det some kallades sanning finns inte mer bata grå nyanser i ett dunkelt sinne som slagits sönder i ett ögonblick det some kallades mening finns inte mer bara klarvakna nätter, apatiska dagar och längtan att slippa att någonsin mer vakna III. Trapped inside a mind dismantled Hollow words echoing The only wish is the wish to hate Where the will to live equals the will to hate Forlorn mind, scorched and barren Unbalanced, led astray Sixty nights past endurance Consumed by this room where Destruction has brough no life Snuff the rebellion Destroy the intruders And seek the light they say As if the light was not only A fragmented memory of yesterday Sun rising - but not here Only elsewhere Laughter echoing - but not here Only elsewhere The sun is rising upon others Laughter is echoing, but not here, Truthful words and acts of deliverance Every reason evident, but not here Only elsewhere

Submitted by Corpse Grinder — Apr 26, 2025

I. Soon to be taken away From this world that I once destroyed Seconds feel like hours As I return the time I took Those I blessed with deepest hate Were only drops in the ocean of blood that cleansed my mind, but left stains that I Have not managed to was away from my hands II. Epidemic yet healing parasites Spawned in the chambers of spiritual genocide Dead senses awaken as my body is injected away Emotional intolerance No one can provide the callous with fury No emotions, no forbidden thoughts No strength No emotions, no forbidden thoughts Not even death can kill this cancer...now The smile of the open wound Is yearning to be free It will only take seconds To wipe away the vertigo inside me III. Fear takes control In this everlasting machinery Body lays dormant Festering spite in pale semblance Those I blessed with deepest hate were only tokens of my physical demise Body is drained, but a seed has been planted That they have not managed to take away No emotions, no forbidden thoughts No strength No emotions, no forbidden thoughts Not even death can kill this cancer...now The parasite is holding me back The disease erased my free will Swept away by the comforting apathy Not even death can kill this cancer In my dreams at least I can kill myself

Submitted by Morgoth — Apr 26, 2025

I. I am the fire that is burning in your eyes A memory that never dies In your raped and strangled mind I am the performance That is played in front of your eyes A final disentaglement of your mind But you are blind II. I am the enemy in the mirror that you can not reach Without the possibility to see That you are the shadow of my pain and existence Dying without any sign of resistance Depredated you seethe with hatred And despise my being But what is left of your life? Only memories that are utterly repressed Do you belong in this world? When you are the one who bleeds Eternally Realize - you are the one who bleeds I'm alive - causing the pain you need Realize - you are the one who bleeds Sacrifice - freedom to be redeemed Flesh - tainted with blasphemies Death - seeking tranquillity Pain - losing the inner war Sacrifice your freedom to be redeemed Visions - clinging to your mind Feeding you with lies III. Hatred - burning in your eyes Revealing the open wounds That were caused by the shards From the mirror that you destroyed In home to smother the memories An act of desperation For you are doomed IV. I am the shards - Each one symbolising the pain and suffering That you set in front of me Pick up the broken mirror and see what you created The face in the mirror does not belong to me anymore What is left of your life? Only memories that are utterly repressed Do you belong in this world? When you are the one who bleeds Eternally

Submitted by Morgoth — Apr 26, 2025

I. In ignorance, shaped to live suppressed Devoured by a sheltering light Obedient and restrained Rejoicing in innocence Indefagitable prayer for heavenly grace In fear for the reckoning day Praising a bastard An unconditional devotion To the unyielding one and his ways Devoured by his protective rays But as it was written A bite so small enlightened all Cognizance took the holy saviour's place The venom had gently unveiled a glaring creation below Greater than any revelation Unyielding ways and values replaced A gathering living to die, no more Abandoned light - delivering bite A gathering dying to live, reborn II. Remoulded their vindictive crusade began Blinded by wisdom they ran Aggressive formations unleashed Wrapped in cotton Thriving, victorious, alive The hour of triumph has come Intolerant, self-proclaimed prophets, singing the words Praise our wisdom now Turn to intolerant choirs, chanting the words Praise our wisdom now It is your way to freedom Praise our wisdom now Turn to beautiful theories consuming the earth Praise our wisdom now It is the only way III. Through centuries of time, imbalance in bloom The man-made illusion gave birth to a glorious age For those who defined freedom The enlightened hurling stones in all their haste Devoured by the sheltering truth Obedience replaced by comforting nothingness But with every yearning pleased confusion arose Resistance began to grow Chaos leading to the reincarnation of the balanced paradise Where nothing is more or less true A world beyond common knowledge Greater than any revelation Unyielding ways and values replaced A gathering living to die, no more Comforting light - heavenly grace A gathering dying to live, reborn Praise our ignorance Turn to intolerant choirs, changing the words Praise our ignorance It is your way to freedom Praise our ignorance Turn to the comforting balance that our preaching offers Praise our ignorance It is the only way Praise our ignorance It is your way to freedom

Submitted by Lake of Tears — Apr 26, 2025

Visions of a greater time to come - a journey in time And man's will to unite with equals in a shining kingdom Looking down at the masses below And the yearning for divine presence on earth Caused rather the opposite Crippled angel - a martyr with wings sawn off Calling for vengeance A dead saviour transformed into the great being A guardian angel fallen from grace A merciless smothering of any tendency To break free from the cursed chains Where every step forward is heading into The arms of the being Crippled angel Welcoming every man too far away from the World on fire that fell into oblivion But as long as there are traces of life left to burn This journey will continue Can't hide from the wretched being Can't hide from the reality any more Can't ignore the failure Or that the downfall was unavoidable Can't hide from the wretched being Can't hide from reality any more Can't ignore the stricken's chantings Or heal the wounds that were self-inflicted When all are dead and the earth has been scorched He has won When a hundred years have passed And the silence still remains He will celebrate the victory of time When the earth is dead and everything is cold He will come back for more Because in the ashes of yesterday's creations There may still lie traces of hope Walk in his footprints - settle for the earth There is no cure now - let your body be his instrument Kneel to the wicked - for yet another hundred years or more Celebrate the crushing of yet another naive rebellion When time has stopped and all hope has gone He has won When everything is frozen and nothing ever changes He will celebrate the victory of time When the earth is dead and everything is cold He will come back for more Because in the ashes of yesterday's creations There may still lie traces of hope Walk in his footprints - settle for the earth for he is your wicked superior When everything is dead, and there is no escape And there is no tomorrow, days that never came Visions never realized, a future in the hands of the being When everything is cold, the diabolical creation prevails The journey continues Visionary - an angel with wings sawn off Begging for mercy Diminished - I am the shadow Watching the slow uprise I shall not stay, nor shall my body A timeless journey Angel-like voices are fading away Buried in ashes so cold Where there is no light There may still lie traces of hope

Submitted by Finntroll — Apr 26, 2025