Funerus
Album • 2011
Societies helpless Shunned and warehoused A culture of shame Conditions increasing hostility Aggression brings restraints Restraints bring aggression A vicious cycle Attention deprivation unspeakable neglect Causing the body To cease its growth Less than human Alone in life Alone in death
Submitted by Grave666 — Apr 26, 2025
Blackened is the sun Greying is the skies Putrid are the seas Corroded is the earth The world is destroyed Beyond wastelands Life ceased to exist At the hands of man Blackened, greying Putrid, corroded
Submitted by johnmansley — Apr 26, 2025
The comfort in depression The comfort in familiarity At one with the pain Consuming, like a constant companion Agony, despair Suffocation, desolation But at one With the pain At one With the pain The comfort zone Where depression reigns
Submitted by Nargaroth — Apr 26, 2025
Women of war Working in field tents Caretakers of wounded Soldiers fresh from battle Severe burns Amputation Gaping chest wounds Massive haemorhhage Healers of Mental anguish Induced by Mortal combat World War II Nurses strong In the face Of death
Submitted by Finntroll — Apr 26, 2025
Fresh sewage Raw sludge Semisolid matter Oozing, flowing Anaerobic bacteria Decomposing waste Putrefaction, fermentation Liquifying gore (By) process of bacteria Putrefaction, fermentation Reduced to sludge Let them eat sludge
Submitted by The Void — Apr 26, 2025
Depths of dehydration Severe drought Cracked and split Frost does not lay In the desert Leatherface
Submitted by Grave666 — Apr 26, 2025
God of gods King of kings The idol The master We must stand as one Our guardian Our leader Has fallen Death, of a god United we are strong
Submitted by VladTheImpaler666 — Apr 26, 2025
Dripping, melting Decaying, dying Disease, rot Stench, extreme gore Man creates, man destroys
Submitted by NecroLord — Apr 26, 2025
Human negligence Cause for mass destruction Millions of gallons of sludge Spilling into the sea Mass mortality Chemical toxicity Polluted ferocity Grotesque morbidity Lost forever, in a Blackened oil tomb
Submitted by Morgoth — Apr 26, 2025
Entering the room Feel the icy grip Only a physical presence A soul has passed on Pulseness, breathless I close the eyes I check the clock And pronounce The time of death
Submitted by Corpse Defiler — Apr 26, 2025
Swallowing the cysts Infecting the digestive tract Amoeba bores the intestinal wall Reaching the bloodstream And vital organs Parasitic invasion Cell destroying protozoan The body, the host
Submitted by Cyberwaste — Apr 26, 2025
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