Untouchable Glory

Hopes and dreams Drowned out by the screams Waking to the dying day undone at the seams Decency and dignity – seems there’s none of that for me Destiny! Destiny! No escaping that for me Going spare Because my time is up and no-one cares Twenty years With no parole in the electric chair So it comes to this It’s my apocalypse Into the abyss and under the gun This is the last command It’s time to be a man Avenge me my son Turn your back and run, never to return Make your escape, the final bridge is burned Go to earth and gather all your strength, the fire’s in your brain Sentence will be carried out but not before I say again I’ll be gone blotted out like ketchup on your shirt They’ll rub me out like maths mistakes But I’ll no longer hurt I’ll rest in peace like a ton of bricks once I know the word is out Echoes from an unmarked grave that still seem to shout You thought you saw the last of me but it ain’t exactly true Even though I’m dead and gone I’ll be coming after you Don’t count your blessings til they hatch as lizards that will eat your face My cold revenge is coming fast like a million drugged up snakes

Submitted by NecroGod — Apr 26, 2025

If you’re on the scratcher and you’re sitting on your hole Take heart you better get smart If you’ve only got a fiver and you wanna lose control Be wise you gotta improvise At the bottom of the fridge you’ll find the answer to your prayers Drink it neat and take it to the street Bargain basement booze that’ll give you curly hairs Ice cold, Dutch Gold In the great outdoors in the middle of December Numb toes with your ass exposed Throwing up in the canal it’s a night you won’t remember Rites of passage feeling massive Your tongue goes numb you got smoke in your eye Pouring down your neck, you’re a wreck Drinking under bridges because such you’re a classy guy Feeling right, getting super tight Next day when you wake up and you feel like human dirt On the bathroom tiles, can’t smile Curry from the chipper down the front of your shirt Such bright light, it’s just not right Piecing it together like columbo on a case Your brain is shot, crying quite a lot There’s only one solution to the terror on your face Another can’s your only man Busted jocks Wasted nights Empty pockets Tools and pipes Sleeping rough Jocks and hash Toothless nights GANG: out of cash Bless me father for I have gin It went straight to my head Drunk all day Drunk all night I’m tired and I wanna go to bed

Submitted by VladTheImpaler666 — Apr 26, 2025

I never sleep, I walk the street My stride is long and wide I’m a vagabond but that’s not all From me there’s nothing you can hide Find a place to lock away your deepest darkest thoughts But I’ll drag you out into the light I turn my collar up against the waking world Cursed by second sight With my eyebrow raised my eye invades A power I cannot control At the appointed time I’ll split the sky And look inside your soul I can be invisible There is no wall between In and through and everywhere Nothing goes unseen Eye to eye I’m looking hard into your mind I spy I open up my evil eye Little white lies, your hidden side I can see you in your underwear Innuendos in your innermost thoughts Turn around, I’m already there Salivate and shudder as my mental finger probes A lightning power psychic eye that urges to explode I clench my fists and squint my eyes, with every fibre of my will Compelling you to blow your mind, it’s the thought that kills

Submitted by Corpse Defiler — Apr 26, 2025

Preaching teaching prating braying saying every day Mind your manners and your Ps and Qs If you play it safe don’t be late and brush your teeth and clean your plate But if you never let her rip then what’s the use? Advisory parental, medical and dental Someone tell me what we’re saving for Tuning in and dropping out but making sure you’re all about A mortgage and the two point four Find a wife get a life get a man make a plan We can’t tell left from right Glass ceiling sinking feeling world is spinning we are reeling But we don’t give up the fight Living in a system inconsistent with your will to live Tuck your t-shirt in Regulations keep you in your station no more shits to give Tuck your t-shirt in You’re a victim of the scene you got creases in your jeans Tuck your t-shirt in Never doing what you want and never saying what you mean Tuck your t-shirt in There’s no option called failure, there’s no time to wait your mobility is grinding to a halt But it’s later than you think because we all end up in stink If you let it go it’s nobody else’s fault Shaping up and shipping out and getting crushed beneath the doubt Of all the stuff you really should have done You make a wage, you act your age and find your place upon the stage But you’ll never get your way beneath the gun Stay in school know the rules turn the cheek suffer fools still going nowhere fast Keep fit bigger tits look good feel like shit how long can it last? Cut loose fill your boots get your share of all the loot This is you, keep it true do the things you want to do Be yourself no one else not the guy that you were telt Do it all get it wrong get it out and get it on

Submitted by BloodShrine — Apr 26, 2025

Tell me I’m wrong which you can’t cos I’m not Nothing’s all you got to lose and nothing’s all you got If you stand up big and tall you’ll be blown to bits The highest form of flattery, the lowest form of wit With every sip of venom you can feel the load is growing The diesel power engine in your gut is overflowing The wall of sleep is shattered, you’re on the other side Standing silent like a Terminator, eyes open wide You don’t need anybody You ride the night Everyone can see you screaming high You wanna be somebody You ride the night Everything you do is do or die If you were sane you’d go completely mad If you took a single second to consider you’d be glad Full of sugar pills and poison and you never lived a day Now you decide you got something to say? Well it’s too late – you had a vote but you never had a choice The people with the power never even heard your voice And they don’t care To them you’re just a number on an empty chair They’re switching on the current lighting stogies off your hair

Submitted by Corpse Defiler — Apr 26, 2025

Witch! Witch! Seize the witch! Hang her up high on a hook Haunted, hunted, persecuted Cursing with your hand upon the book Spit and curse and rip her clothes Ensure she never lives it down A jury of peers has found her to be evil So gather round She laid down with the goat so pay the price A mockery of everything that’s holy, she must end tonight Occultery – the way she spread her seed There’s witching afoot in this community Witch! Witch! Witching mania! The twilight zone You’ll never be seen again Burn! Burn! Burn the witch! Laughing in the flames Hysteria – has anybody got a clue what’s going on? Hallucinate – pinning all the terror on these cursed ones Throw the book – taking down the letter of the highest law Execute – the only way to grace to burn them one and all The darkness – burns behind her eyes She’s chosen a side – and she must die Rising from the conflagration naked and obscene Screaming all her maledictions flame left her pristine People flee in all directions clutching cross and heart The age of witches is at hand this is just the start

Submitted by Corpse Defiler — Apr 26, 2025

The weed, the weed, the snot green weed Into Davy Byrne’s we’ll sit us down and have a feed Rolling up a pinner sitting on the Daniel Day, Finnegan’s bake – smoke weed every day Portrait of the artist as a young Rastafah Living after midnight in the Phoenix Park The fella offa star trek is the fella from the van By the Royal Canal we will have another hot can Jimmy! Jimmy! Jimmy! Joints joints joints! A wandering rasta Disgusted by pasta The Citizen is fast but Leo is faster Stephen is the student and Jah is the master The ghost is the father smoke blow cos he hasta James Joints The compass points Dirty old town Smoke the brown swim on the shore in doobalin 4 off your gourd in the penisulate wars

Submitted by NecroGod — Apr 26, 2025

Mysterious calligraphy of a strange and unknown place Calibrating engines of flight Manuscripts from history make plain the unfathomable A strange conflagration over eastern skies Enochian geometry reveals your darkest depths Rushing on gossamer wings to the temple they seek out the sacred child All these visions plague my mind Hands in fists I curse the raging skies The Ural mountains in 1959, victims of an unknown force Look to the skies and see the signs, the alignment is upon us (They are already among us) An encounter that nobody will believe save those touched from above Who will listen? The mad and true confessions that will rip the world apart! The time is near! They planted information inside my head The president must know, unhand me! The symbology of the ages written in the constellations of the skies For you and I Reaching for us with hands that can penetrate your very soul Who will join the chosen elite? Now I am condemned to this prison for the truth I know They have made me mad!

Submitted by Iron_Wraith — Apr 26, 2025

You ground me down you put me out you pushed me to the edge You kept me on the bottom for so long And all the while you cramped my style and made me look a fool The urge to be avenged grew ever strong You never stopped the hammer dropped you took me down a peg You didn’t think to look me in the eye If you had you’d see eventually that you would rue the day And that would be the day after I die I told you there’d be hell to pay You just laughed I told you it would end this way Now I’m coming back From the grave to haunt the shit out of you I will haunt you I will haunt you You were the man and I was not but all along I knew My end is the beginning of it all Without a sound I’m in the ground but also at your side Ectoplasm running down the walls In the corner of your eye after I died you cannot get away My icy fingers going down your pants A Ouija board you can’t ignore the fact that I am back In the night you can hear me chant I told you death means nothing to me You were like whatever Back to hound you mercilessly This time it’s forever And I won’t stop until your hair goes white and you drop dead I will haunt you I will haunt you

Submitted by Immortal — Apr 26, 2025

We are orphans of the nuclear fire We are ashen leather primitives Racing neon motorbikes you can hear us scream Beyond the outer limits After the fire Worship the all-seeing eye Violent desire Look me in the eye and say you’re not afraid to die Strapped across the chassis of this war machine 700 miles across in the night we fight the rats and chase the mutants underground it is wee who paid the cost to be the boss Nitro fuelled diesel power pumping in our guts Everybody’s coming ot new york I cannot wait until my head and body part It means absolutely nothing to us

Submitted by MetalElf — Apr 26, 2025