Kuebiko

Yhdeksän Olemme syntyneet kuolemasta Kulkemaan läpi verisen usvan Otamme kaiken minkä saamme Ja rakennamme vankilaa Yhdeksän Polvistun vain itselleni syön lihasi ja jatkan Otan kaiken minkä saan Ja rakennan vankilaa Katso silmiini ja kerro Kerro totuus jonka uskot Totuus joka ei paina Totuus joka maatuu Yhdeksän Otat kaiken minkä saat Ja rakennat itsellesi vankilaa

Submitted by Dahmers Fridge — Apr 26, 2025

Drink the vile blood of the dead I am no longer human I have become death In me joy and love intertwine I'll replace hope with hope Taking your body and mind As I slowly take out the unborn Forcing you to feed on your scion The one who gives The one to lift the shadows Come to me, step to the light I'll replace your god with mine Bodies Piled Rotten Flesh Slowly pushing the blade in Feminine scream like stroke of the harp Licking the infected wound Impure thoughts free from the mind Necro- Pedophilist Licking Skin I'll replace hope with hope Taking your body and mind As I slowly pull out the unborn Forcing you to feed on your scion

Submitted by BloodShrine — Apr 26, 2025

Stained / Infinite / Bleak / Muted The smell of emptied bodies is wrapping me to its firm embrace mesmerized by my morbid self beneath I see it before my eyes and kneel down to its nature A man has a right to take when and how he pleases Suffer and destroy Erase and perfect Therefore I am the truth For this is why I am God Disembodied mind Timeless cause Simple and mechanic Causal event controlled by time Imagine how she must have begged him Imagine how she must have pleaded Imagine for how long Imagine how she must have prayed How she must've beseeched heaven Imagine, for twenty four years And no, no answer at all nothing, nothing! A steady stream of desecrated bodies will sweep through my everlasting grace Unbound by my morbid self beneath You'll feel it inside your wounds And be muted by its nature A god has a right to give when and how he pleases

Submitted by Infernal Flame — Apr 26, 2025

From an unsightly dream To draw a circle in dissonance I'll burn the glass once more And trust myself as sand Death, Fear, Chaos, Fire The I will wither and die When reaching for the blood At last we'll get to merge The two worlds into one Death, Fear, Chaos, Fire Death, Cleaning the blade Fear, fueling the hate Chaos, drawing the lines Fire, clearing the path And nothing will disorient the chimeral form A serpent's tail on a human figure Like a dream, tongues slit The chaos will serve as fire Thru the ages, like a dream The blood will serve as fire Death, Fear, Chaos, Fire Perversely aroused From separating the soul I'll then turn the glass once more And trust myself as sand

Submitted by Morgoth — Apr 26, 2025

Death must be a cold place But anything is better this So off you go loved one Godspeed, you won't be forgotten To ascend a mountain slowly For I will do what is right I will thus end the distress And we'll all be We'll be saved We will all be saved from the suffering Lingchi, ascending the mountain slowly Lingchi, death by a thousand cuts Lingchi, tied to a wooden frame Lingchi Lingchi, begin by putting out the eyes Lingchi, three thousand incisions Lingchi, genitals, ears, nose, tongue Lingchi Ascending the mountain slowly Three days of cutting Lingchi, opium to keep from fainting Lingchi, to amplify the suffering Lingchi, desecrated body in afterlife Lingchi Lingchi, separating the flesh from the bones Lingchi, waiting for the decapitation Lingchi, cuts leading to bliss Lingchi Ascending the mountain slowly Three days of cutting

Submitted by Nargaroth — Apr 26, 2025

Galeal and subgaleal hemorrhage, extensive, bilateral Subdural and subarachnoid hemorrhage, bilateral Edema of brain, severe, generalized No evidence of meningitis, or superior sagittal sinus thrombosis The body of the decedent is received in sealed, white plastic bag There is no clothing Raised ecchymosis of scalp of left and right forehead, confluent, extensive Overlying abrasion, irregularly shaped, non-patterned A small, subtle apparent irregular shape sear Postmortem artifact is present on the mid forehead Irregular shaped scar is present on the left dorsal and distal forearm Two old linear scars are present on the lower chest and abdomen A cardiac pacer device is palpable inferior to the lower scar There is an apparent area of skin slippage Development: Normally anatomically developed female child of reported age of 5 years Hydration: The skin and subcutaneous tissues appear relatively dry Rigor: Passing, in all extremities, jaw and neck Liver: Purple-posterior

Submitted by Cyberwaste — Apr 26, 2025

A road built by hate and paved with indifference Men forced to dig their own graves Abstract hallucinations, purely ideological Myths that confine and kill, grounded in imagination The vomit-inducing smell of burned bodies Forcefully methodically murdered Frozen, desecrated, sewn together Burnt whole Gallows built in rows Hanged Until they stink Untied Next batch strung up Until cleansed Frozen, desecrated, sewn together Burnt whole If there was a god She would have to beg for our forgiveness

Submitted by MetalElf — Apr 26, 2025

The complete absence of good An opposite of all things divine I am feeding on murder and tears Psychotically fascinated with death Torture Murder Suffocation Taphophobia Morality is relative, illusory Good is what I consider useful Evil is only what hinders me All atrocity are by definition righteous Asphyxia Dehydration Starvation Taphephobia All acts of dishonour shall be buried alive The most awful way to depart Trapped in total darkness No room to move Will to live replaced by extreme panic I am the one who deals the justice I'll decide if you should live or die Evil is only what hinders me All atrocities are by definition righteous

Submitted by Corpse Defiler — Apr 26, 2025

A flower; to symbolize life A human skull; to symbolize death An hourglass; to symbolize time Such is the snake gnawing its tail I keep cutting until it no longer screams Till I hear a soft moan Driving the knife thru with the most beautiful sound Like a soft wind blowing The thing tries to struggle with its last remaining strength Replaced by lust, no more necrophobia Dheu; the process, act, condition of dying Dheu; when all flesh gets rotted away Dheu; the process, act, condition of dying Dheu; when all flesh gets rotted away The termination of bonds Beginning of something more satisfying No more necrophobia As I slowly push myself First in, and then out In mourning Eternal oblivion Death is a process Not an event Biochemical cycle Detritivores The concept of death Permanent and irreversible

Submitted by NecroLord — Apr 26, 2025