The Law

stalks are generated and they engrave their names upon the fields blasts of charismatic droplets anoint me through my dying... groping, seizing, tearing, grasping at the tail of sanity a thrust of uninvited rage combusts inside the gut, and here we have another day if only I'd pierced it with my hand or watched it burn into the ground a joyous blaze of life's end [chorus:] find me, keep me, lose me, weep me how the tears they do entertain it's nice to be reminded that I can still bring you pain satisfaction remains best without subtraction soul search me you're empty and as you try to liberate the world remember what I say "give and take's not how I live I fucking take, you'd better give" the barrier is gonna break cleanse the brains they've washed in your sink [repeat chorus] digging deep inside you'll find a box without any chains and with no locks come on, Pandora, open wide and release the entity concealed inside BAM!! the bricks caress your face spread you thin across the ground the aches and pains convey my thoughts to yours you tried to find me out say Jack, what's a backstabber like you gonna do with one like me discomfort multiplied by ten, you writhe and twist again please have some pain the grain against which you rub is my terrain so take a giant step back 'cause you've marched across my line and my gun works fine soul search me you're empty

Submitted by Dahmers Fridge — Apr 26, 2025

you've given your life to decadent goals with a blessed look in your eyes repent at your mass for the night before when sex was the sinister prize beg get on your knees and pray all is well, all's okay cast the first stone with pride lusting the whores at night drowning in pleasure, inhaling your love bringing on hatred and lies your furnace awaits you, indulgence found home born again blasphemer dies cry your soul has been damned from the sky communion no longer suffices flames rising for your demise confession was only a lie

Submitted by Warbringer — Apr 26, 2025

I am heartless you will fear me day and night I reek of putrid mentality and my aura's exuding might there is no way to stop me so consider what you try and just remember that I am me and I stand not by your side my mind retains no sympathy it's banished love, too my lowest retaliation keeps me over you my children bear no gladness and soon they'll watch you die I am the cross, I am the pain that leaves your dying eyes cowardly you run from me but can't you see? an entity of horror's what I remain to inflict abomination's what I gain recoil amongst your kin they'll soon be crucified in much the same manner as the man you worship died I am the cross waste not your time in prayer 'cause nobody escapes my wrath the torn throats and infants of the plagues are just a trickle in the tub of my blood bath just who on earth do you think you are to challenge my immortal ways my indifference is real so to my appeal keep on digging your own grave and just when you thought it was safe to resist my reign the pressure overrides you simply don't comprehend my ability to nail you up at any time place your hands outstretched upon the arms of wood carved out for you with a mallet's blow upon the spikes I hold you as if you were the king of the Jews can't you face the groove? two thirds of the earth's population should not even exist a malignancy; an ugly sore mankind's but a cyst and there you hang upon the cross

Submitted by Corpse Defiler — Apr 26, 2025

hey you there in the chair why don't you hear your own self? you could find utopia but instead your brain is dead you talk of pains of love and transcendence from above before you know it you'll be six feet under as unconsciousness envelops you you've missed out on the big deal so all aboard without your lord and all of his ministry 'cause in the making's history disparage faith and as you write I shall dictate feed a starving woman dress the man then go to heaven like a good American and as the promised gates of serene recognizance fade into a numbing non- existence you will rot away without ever really having anything... disregard their settlement and be one like me un-born again sources say gods are the way and question not the reason How can you pretend? Amen! Shalom! Really? Hallelujah's gonna buy a first class seat? well let me tell you something brother that can't be beat! Well, I've heard the voice a thousand times the one you say created mine but I've come to understand the voice is from the man in me and not the one you've given higher ground do you understand I'm un-born again do you understand I'm un-born again it's a laughing shame that they've twisted your brain you could be one like me making your own decisions like you ought to be and from then you shall have become unborn again

rocket engines burning fuel so fast up into the night sky they blast through the universe the engines whine could it be the end of man and time back on earth the flame of life burns low everywhere is misery and woe pollution kills the air, the land, the sea man prepares to meet his destiny rocket engines burning fuel so fast up into the black sky so vast burning metal through the atmosphere earth remains in worry, hate and fear with the hateful battles raging on rockets flying to the glowing sun through the empires of eternal void freedom from the final suicide freedom fighters sent out to the sun escape from brainwashed winds and pollution leave the earth to all its sin and hate find another world where freedom waits past the stars in fields of ancient void through the shields of darkness where they find love upon a land a world unknown where the sons of freedom make their home leave the earth - to satan and his slaves leave them to their future in their graves make a home where love is there to stay peace and happiness in every day

Submitted by NecroGod — Nov 09, 2025

turn a deaf ear to all of your previous hearings so I can tell you the truth... here we come to defy all we have in mind is us and all the rest is refuse so you can stay or turn away what's mine is mine and hers is mine and his is mine and yours is mine that's the fact I can recall a time when I was young and was taught to do what is socially acceptable such a shit receptable well, fool, I don't know about you but I'm gonna get some of that pie that's cooling in the window greedy circles of frenzied sharks bleeding teachers feed them all do you think I give a fuck?!? no! no, not at all! zero sympathy! and what's more motherfuckers you can kiss my fuckin' ass because it makes me laugh... all I've spoken is the truth I may have said some lies but still I've told my truth

Submitted by VladTheImpaler666 — Apr 26, 2025

"Do what thou will shall be whole of the law" (Aleister Crowley, Liber Oz) fires are burning inside and you barely stand on two feet there's scars arranged all over you I'm governing my needs I hear an ego bleeding resounding hints of false intrepidity I'm in progression while you regress in idolatry [chorus:] I'm reading what I want to read you read what you're expected to i'm thinking what I want to think as your mind denies the truth conscience and sin disappear conscience was concocted while sin was never here I don't need your systems I don't need your elections I don't need your deities to purge me what's so wrong with craving satisfy instinct homo sapiens, you want to shit, eat, fuck and sleep it's law vs. law I want to run through the streets, with my genitals bouncing free but your law dressed in blue takes me away 'cause I'm hung better and if I'm not, he'd be too scared to prove it that proof is all that speaks it's gonna infiltrate your sectors and the young adults that you've failed to raise already know the score and in a solid blow we will crush religion and politics [repeat chorus]

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onto the street proceed the hearse and limousine laying in the casket, the corpse of inner joy questioning time all hope for loving died greying haze of the autumn skies stone cold hearts retract amongst the knives within a dream that commits itself to grief resurrected by a black wreath... why? where? how? heaving sob-seizures roused by the view of true love embalmed in a box grovel, beg, plead for a sign, but never mind 'cause bliss is now a word left far behind bliss buried in a sepulchre customized by the hand of rage the birth of a violent age reminds all that abstinence makes the heart grow floundering perish the memory scream in agony love is late, love is late a sorrow-raising surge lies in the cadence of the dirge

Submitted by NecroLord — Apr 26, 2025