From the Grave
Paralytic diseases invading your body Break your defenses down Rotting your flesh, decaying your bones Til you're six feet underground Don't bother to fight, you can't be cured You'll be turned into blood and gore And if you survive you'll be horridly disfigured Every inch a festering sore Toxic chemicals corroding your body Killing from the inside out Polluting the air, the food and the water Killing without a sound Don't bother to fight, they cannot be rid You'll be turned into blood and gore And if you survive you'll be horridly disfigured Every inch a festering sore Gunshots and knife wounds demolish your body Churning your insides out My vicious assault will leave you destroyed No time to scream or shout Don't bother to fight, you will not survive You'll be turned into blood and gore Your corpse will be mangled, horridly disfigured Every inch a festering sore
Submitted by Iron_Wraith — Jun 06, 2026
Exhumed... Open head brains spilling out Blood running throughout all holes Decaying and mutilations everywhere Silent victims rotting away Imploding bodies decomposing Flesh rotting epidemic decay Meat pile of mutilated bodies The stench of the corpses Landscape of the falling All crawling into sickness Feeding from the corpses Decomposing humans reborn Open caskets uprising of the dead Slowly hunting the living Exhumed… Slowly rotting way Exhumed… The buried walk the earth Zombies singing horror songs An orgy of gore Imploding splattered cadavers Gushing fluids everywhere Lifeless bodies leaking pus Hacked ripped and amputated How much is the putrefaction That is spread everywhere Revealing all the carnage That has been done before Exhumed… Slowly rotting way Exhumed… The buried walk the earth Maggots feasting on rotting flesh The buried walk the earth The horror in the eyes of the living Testimonies of feeding horrors Corpses drawn to festering Eating you alive Human flesh and bones All melted through the ashes Making the air poisonous That will burn our lungs Exhumed… Slowly rotting way Exhumed… The buried walk the earth Vomiting blood, pus and guts The elixir of the dead Being devoured from inside Blood pool of vermin Bodies falling apart Exposing all the insides Obsessed carnivorous zombies Eating your body to the bone
Submitted by SerpentEve — Jul 05, 2026
Cursed from life cursed from death The darkness regurgitates me The light runs from my soul My name causes plagues my touch diseases Malevolence strikes and death reigns supreme Corrupted life form contaminated existence Cursed from death and cursed from life I roam from the earth infecting everything From hell and heaven i will corrupt Desecrating all the life forms Profane is the walking plague i am the One the declaimer of life I’m still cursed I’m the one disease I’ve lost my wings and fall from grace I am the Rotted one i am the plague i fall and fall in to an abyss called earth Infected Purulent is my skin with blisters of pus Sickness transpires from my hands Festering maggots crawl from my mouth Putrefaction gushes from my eyes Noxious smell exhales from my body The Rotted, i am crawling for all eternity Devouring all life is the path that i create I’m still cursed I’m the one disease I’ve lost my wings and fall from grace I am the Rotted one I am the plague I fall and fall in to an abyss called earth I fall to the ground and I crawled slowly Leaving a trail of fetid mucus where I spend And spread my infectious diseases everywhere, Releasing my germs on all of God's children.
Submitted by SerpentEve — Jul 05, 2026
When on high the heaven had not been named, Firm ground below had not been called by name, When primordial Apsu, their begetter, And Tiamat, she who bore them all, Their waters mingled as a single body, No reed hut had sprung forth, no marshland had appeared, None of the gods had been brought into being, Then it was that the gods were formed in the midst of heaven. Before they had grown in age and stature, Anshar and Kishar were formed, surpassing the others. Long were the days, then there came forth. Anu was their heir, of his fathers the rival. Anu begot in his image Ea. This was of his fathers the master; The myth of creation, domain of the primordial gods Of broad wisdom, understanding, mighty in strength, He had no rival among the gods, his brothers. The myth of creation, domain of the primordial gods
Submitted by SerpentEve — Jul 05, 2026
In this short passage, which is the existence, So miserable inheritance went out to me A disease that was going and scrapping from inside, Rotting my entrails, consuming all from within. I count the hours and the days Into awesome agony and sorrow My cries are nothing more brief Of hidden laments in the darkness. Open sores all over my body and exuding a foul scent. With an intense suffering, the anguish spend my days With the excruciating pain that runs through my body And wanton my flesh like a cold steel blade. I will destroy, I will wreck their ways That quiet may be restored. Let us have rest! A curse is come upon me and yet so far away Like a rag man drifting into silence. From my final day, foresee my last breath in this life, Long gone are the days When serenity filled my life. Overlays are now the suffering And the anguish within my soul. I dwell in rotting darkness, who hunts my dreams The pain that torments me, like a mortal sin. Horrifying my last days, I suffer endlessly. Failing my internal organs and consuming from within. I will destroy, I will wreck their ways That quiet may be restored. Let us have rest!
Submitted by SerpentEve — Jul 05, 2026
Worshipping the demented and sick in the realms of the killing The hopeless suffering and weeping ripped in self immolation Malice raging disguising as benevolent compassion Weakness that feeds on the thresholds of blind creations Infectious creations of perpetual disease Cenotaphs forgotten by the strong Corrupt abominations conceived by the sick Trapped submerged in emptiness Thousand are the stones on witch Im buried Thousand are the voices in my head Thousand are the bodies lying around Thousand are the weakness that crucify me Thousand are the legions that I imagine Thousand are the suns that melt my flesh Im submerged in emptiness Im submerged in emptiness Horrendous is my life born from psychotic reality Unleashed the twisted feelings of feasting in blood Brutalized emotions nailed dead and raped This is the life in perpetual emptiness
Submitted by SerpentEve — Jul 05, 2026
Bloodline devotion hell at the gates Lustful sinner the immortal rites Carnal cruelty the breeding of bastards Lesser god’s hordes of the fallen The fall of god the rebel (Satan) accession Speechless god bows at the wicked The crowned kind rests its sword A new world as arise from the deep Bloodline the wait is no longer Endless sins that swarm the earth Banished is the king with horns Imminent demise ornaments of cruelty Cold look the world’s funeral The book words the lies of the righteous Blessing the weakness like a plague Extinction and disease released upon us Dripping blood winged black damnation Hatred Angels that will shape agony Releasing the Opponents own creation Demons of flesh shadows of hate Bloodline insurrection and no sanctity Vengeance of the fallen raging plagues There will be no salvation Unholy prophecies are written in the walls Damnation of souls crawling in blood Generations of lies raping the brains Masters command the ascension from the pit The moonlight grief’s the trophies of the rotten
Submitted by SerpentEve — Jul 05, 2026
Cursed from life cursed from death The darkness regurgitates me The light runs from my soul My name causes plagues my touch diseases Malevolence strikes and death reigns supreme Corrupted life form contaminated existence Cursed from death and cursed from life I roam from the earth infecting everything From hell and heaven i will corrupt Desecrating all the life forms Profane is the walking plague i am the One the declaimer of life I’m still cursed I’m the one disease I’ve lost my wings and fall from grace I am the Rotted one i am the plague i fall and fall in to an abyss called earth Infected Purulent is my skin with blisters of pus Sickness transpires from my hands Festering maggots crawl from my mouth Putrefaction gushes from my eyes Noxious smell exhales from my body The Rotted, i am crawling for all eternity Devouring all life is the path that i create I’m still cursed I’m the one disease I’ve lost my wings and fall from grace I am the Rotted one I am the plague I fall and fall in to an abyss called earth I fall to the ground and I crawled slowly Leaving a trail of fetid mucus where I spend And spread my infectious diseases everywhere, Releasing my germs on all of God's children.
Submitted by SerpentEve — Jul 05, 2026
In the twilight of time a threat emerged, Beneath the ruins of humanity Throughout the land, an army of creatures grew, Bringing up the shadows and disgrace Their hollow eyes, reveals a sense of sorrow Wiping the face of the Earth. Massive amounts of blood were shed, Staining the land with death. The carnage did not stop Over the green fields Piles of shattered corpses Makes the ground a slaughterhouse The humble hope of mercy has vanished therefore the death reached at his door bringing a trace of grief and anguish. Thousands were burned or shredded, their corpses were ripped into pieces and their flesh left to rot. This scourge was spreading through the hills, Crossing borders and mountains From heaven came the last hope Blessed were those who hid in the dark Since its ascension will be forthcoming. Those sons of the Light at last met its purpose. The angels all ascended, The demons left behind A new generation was born From their hatred and cruelty - We And when a few remain, a new order began when these creatures that drain the life become the sons of man, the sons of Adam. But this reign will also have an end, matching with the end of times, for the divine vengeance will come to choose the wheat from the chaff and will carry with a new flock.
Submitted by SerpentEve — Jul 05, 2026
Rooming through the void reflecting illusions, creating distorted thoughts Consciousness slowly will repress my mind, contradicting my own acts I look down and I only see the abyss, something far from reality Fantasies, fruit of my imagination, take me to insanity Fear controls my mind increasing my neuroses Producing more hallucinations, creating macabre illusions Psychic convulsions of neurasthenia Trapped inside my abstract dreams, losing myself to what surrounds me I find myself facing my opposite, one image of uncontrolled agony There is only one path in front of me and I am going in that direction At the distance it seems too big and it´s coming closer to get me
Submitted by SerpentEve — Jul 05, 2026