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God is the hope for the hopeless. God is the love for the loveless. God is the leader of the lost ones. God is the light chasing darkness away. God is the word. God is the truth. God’s shouldered your sins and your pain. God invites you to eternal life. God awaits you in paradise. God, he won’t listen to your prayers, does God really care? God is silent, is God even there? God won’t descend to give you a helping hand. God did not die to save your soul. God did not suffer for you my love. Did God ever come, did God come to stay? God does not console the mourners. God is the plague, the end of all life. God is the snake riding the sin of blood. God is temptation of blinded hearts. And I won’t lie if I tell you that God is a lie. And I won’t lie, I couldn’t even try. God is in you, God, God that’s only you. God is you.
Submitted by Corpse Grinder — Jun 22, 2026
I saw your eyes asking for help, I took your hand and felt your pain. There were no words to comfort you, we all you knew, this would be the moment to say I love you. A last caress, stroking through your hair, I was in fear like you, but pretended to be brave. I won’t forget this last moment, I never will, while they took you away.... they took you away. And the mourners are passing by, lost companions for a lost life. Greeting you with tears in their eyes, a last rose for a last goodbye. And the mourners are passing by, lost companions for a lost life. They miss your laughing, miss your stories and throw a last rose for a last goodbye. I’ve seen you suffer while you fell asleep. And there was no hope in sight, no faint hope to cling to. And so many nights standing at your bed, trying to reach you while you were so far away. The anointing by the holy one, it seemed you longed for, and then you left us, left us behind in grief. And the mourners are passing by, lost companions for a lost life. Greeting you with tears in their eyes a last rose for a last goodbye. And the mourners are passing by, lost companions for a lost life. They miss your laughing, miss your stories and throw a last rose for a last goodbye. And the mourners are passing by, lost companions for a lost life. Greeting you with tears in their eyes a last rose for a last goodbye. And I miss you again and again.
Submitted by Corpse Grinder — Jun 22, 2026
Out from the void, a new home to stay. Exploding sun gave us this life. Out of nowhere we were blessed. From dust to stone, new born, water to life. We blew our trumpets and praised ourselves. We sold our soul to the devil, though never got paid. While we were feasting the world was bleeding. Screeching in pain while turning insane. The sunlight’s burning though leaves us freezing, the water’s rising but leaves us thirsty. We waste our blood in ignorance, we’re talking love and are spreading death. We have seen it coming, been told a thousand times. The world is bleeding, all hope will crumble to dust. The world will come apart, paradise fading, paradise lost. We condemn the blood of our blood and carry away all life. Until the end of all time, until the end of all time... We once were warriors but no victory in sight. In false beliefs we failed and we’ve chosen death. And the world is bleeding abused a million times. We brought our shovel to our grave, for the eternal rest.
Submitted by Corpse Grinder — Jun 22, 2026
[feat. Leandro Pacheco] A sheep in wolf’s clothing is taking a lamb. And by taking its soul sacrified his for all time. Nights full of pain and gasping for air. No regrets while you flagellate yourself through the day. And your fathers won’t see, they don’t want to hear. They don’t see no blame and help hiding the felony. You promised them fire, purgatory in flames if they are gonna talk and show off their scars. And your fathers won’t see, they don’t want to hear. They don’t see no blame and help hiding the felony. And when the nighttime has fallen the demons will rise again. Silently creeping, forgetting all about virtue. You’re taking their flesh enjoying their fear. Expecting no punishment. God will forgive, God will have mercy! Maybe the Devil is riding you... no prayer will bring you relief. A sheep in wolf’s clothing can be taken by a wolf and be shot.
Submitted by Corpse Grinder — Jun 22, 2026
We sung about the axeman coming and didn’t see he was right behind us. He took his axe, started to swing it, cut of his legs, injured himself. An anti-icon, a new age hero. I inhaled his words and saw the truth. That I am the one to live my life, my sole decisions lead me on my path. No gods, no masters! Icons fall, people rise! No gods, no masters! And the sun has lost its light. And then one day I didn’t see it coming. He turned his face from left to right. And in the shadow of the black sun he declared the lie to be the truth. No gods, no masters! Icons fall, people rise! No gods, no masters! And the sun has lost its light. A fallen knight, a dying sun. Did he play a role? A great pretender? A visionary lost his sight, left him confused and the world bewildered. Conspiracy by twisted minds, the written word can be a lie. Beliefs may not mirror reality, warped and broken in time and time again. No gods, no masters! Icons fall, people rise! No gods, no masters! And the sun has lost it’s light.
Submitted by Corpse Grinder — Jun 22, 2026
And I’m here, once again, losing my faith that my life will have a turn to any good. A white line fever, a one way street, overdriven, overkilled. Well I’m riding, I’m riding this night. I would have never believed to lose all control, being left on me my knees, praying and begging. Give me a hand out of this place, a place of wonders and warmth, where I’m drowning, I’m drowning each night. And I’m riding this night. And I’m riding this night tonight. And I bump into people buying love for an hour. And I bump into people selling joy and enlightment. And those demons that I fight are fading in the dark between those coloured and blurry lights. And I stumble, and I fall, a taste of iron, a drip of blood. They laugh at me while they’re passing by. I feel no pain, I feel no more while I’m closing my eyes, no one there while I was riding this night.
Submitted by Corpse Grinder — Jun 22, 2026
I fought the truth, I called them liars all the way. I thought I was not vulnerable. I thought I am a man of steel. I can’t breathe anymore. A living dead man clinging to life. The days are slowly passing by, where I am heading to tonight.... And I am here alone... in silence. And I’ll be gone alone... in silence. And the world keeps turning no matter if anyone is left. And the world will keep turning in silence.
Submitted by Corpse Grinder — Jun 22, 2026
You were longing for freedom and woke up in chains far away from the promised land that they promised you again and again. You were looking for someone to lead you through the night. Though a new dawn has faded and a black hole has risen. You followed a leader and gave up your will. Maybe the light blinded you, it's in darkness you don’t see no more. You wanted it darker, you got it black, and now you’re complaining that there’s no turning back. You wanted it darker, you got it black. A step beyond Eden that you will regret. You were bound in beliefs, disregarded the truth. Guided by charlatans, scammers and imposters. And like a flock of sheep you thought to be free, led by a pack of wolves straight to the scaffold. You wanted it darker, you got it black, and now you’re complaining that there’s no turning back. You wanted it darker, you got it black. A step beyond Eden that you will regret.
Submitted by Corpse Grinder — Jun 22, 2026
Free will, no empathy, driven by the will to kill? Children slaughtered, mothers moaning, no compassion while they suffer. Screams Screeching pain while facing death. Stench Desperation, fear and agony. Dread Incarcerated, excruciation. Death At a new era concentration camp. Gluttony up to nausea. A pleasuredome for wicked minds. A feast of murder a billion times, one cut, one shot or gassed to death. Screams Screeching pain while facing death. Stench Desperation, fear and agony. Dread Incarcerated, excruciation. Death At a new era concentration camp. A pleasuredome for wicked minds.... A new era concentration camp. Poisoned lust, declining life. Weakness through arrogance. Feed yourself, feed on the damned. Lost souls for lost souls. Screams Screeching pain while facing death. Stench Desperation, fear and agony. Dread Incarcerated, excruciation. Death At a new era concentration camp.
Submitted by Corpse Grinder — Jun 22, 2026