Hellsong
Where women have neither cunt nor tongue Where babies decorate the walls Their twisted bodies loathe to crawl Impaled on gleaming stakes Their heartblood warms the chalice cold And all your fears, to all untold The southern furnace awaits for you Hear the cry of the cloven hooved Where Pan awaits with drooling cock For unwary maidens fair And Lilith awaits with betoothed snatch And midnight in her hair Where fires burn in cauldrons black And unseen whips streak red your back The inevitable gnawing of your tongue In wordless screams, the vast hellsong You're in hell now You come to this realm to suffer Scream as you enter Alone the gates of Hell You scream in agony for God As you twist within the fire But he's too busy fucking angels To join your funeral pyre You scream in agony for God As you twist within the fire But he's too busy fucking angels To join your funeral pyre Your funeral is forever – Hellsong! Where women have neither cunt nor tongue Where babies decorate the walls Their broken bodies too fucked to crawl Impaled on gleaming stakes... Forever.
Submitted by Iron_Wraith — Jun 06, 2026
Come forth with the fierce pride of Lucifer To ride the whirlwinds and hear the chasm's call Or join the flock and fool you'll be the weaker stock And see your spirit fucking fall Black spirits arise Powers of storm winds be with me Serpent like strike the workings of this rite Heinous spells cast upon our enemies. It is better to die a yearling wolf Than to pass as aged sheep Into the dead of night, take leave, take flight And know our bonds shall never falter Red spirits arise Powers of volcanic matter be with me Birth is death and death is birth We tread the paths beneath the earth. Cast your winds to the caverns below The realms of the unlight... so alluring With time your stone shall crumble While we live with dragon's breath With stealth of wolf beneath the moon The unquenchable spirit... Metal of Death Of wisdom and will... Metal of Death Cast your minds to the caverns below The realms of the unlight... so alluring With time your step shall falter While we march on and draw breath Like many wolves beneath the moon The raging inferno... Metal of Death Metal of Death All that ever to you was gold Was only ever lead to me. Your crown of thorns, your kingdom come Was your anchor, can't you see.
Submitted by Iron_Wraith — Jun 06, 2026