Trust in Decay
Instrumental
Submitted by Iron_Wraith — Jun 06, 2026
All system's demolished and all the circuits are gone too and all around is chaos. A terrorstate surrounds us there's no survivors in this land alone and forlorn scared id every step you can do there's no more light that blinds you there's no more darkness where you can refuge. From paradise I'm falling here my wrathful spirit roams illusions are my mourning now I detached from the sun. Now it's time to exterminate all the scum we generate all the bugs future and past now it's time to face the death. Facing the price of destruction now dead wings are blowing again the virus infects from creation the reason we failed again.
Submitted by Iron_Wraith — Jun 06, 2026
Standing proud with a spirit spoiled among God's creatures collecting ambition into a vulgar life for what kind of glory? Find rest when you'll get cold seems a light with no longer sun disguise the nausea to live another day of glory. Bigots of a rotten existance mightly aware me faces lay through the graveyard look all the same. Devotion deceive condemned from their disgrace silent follow their saviour waiting it's spell. Fire ignite fast disease when fragile is the essence betrayer trust in decay no more maggot.
Submitted by Iron_Wraith — Jun 06, 2026
From the ashes of an empire burned like a dying swan a weak generation has been spawned of tormented souls How can centuries of gold be denied? And turned into decades of slavery this entropy I misunderstood walking through the falling ruins how they suffer Emperor of eternal fire see the worms bewitched by their shame the whip cracks not just for lions a prayer for the sickness once you burned: set the fire again. Behind the wounds inflicted by human beings of obscuring light the flame of the shining essence still remain behind the indifference of human being of obscuring light the flame of the shining essence still remain. In hoc signo vinces was the promise of the saviour now the epitaph of our dignity. Where's gone the thirst of triumph that made shine the goldenage Where's gone the thirst of triumph and the desire to conquer again.
Submitted by Iron_Wraith — Jun 06, 2026
Instrumental
Submitted by Iron_Wraith — Jun 06, 2026
Deep in my soul hidden inside a feeling so cold empty as I am I can't betray impatience is my fire my poison as well thet infects my desire. Proud to be damned I exist by disorder. Here there's no peace everything is fighting I cannot see smoke and fog surrounds me Now I pretend to unchain the goat illusions to sell and napalm to explode innocents proud of a marble memorial from the abyss they withdraw why being pleased of a memorial instead to burn with flames of the proud! No good reason to follow a messiah I assume the consequence for all my existence I traced my darkest skills that's my damnation and I live with it alone.
Submitted by Iron_Wraith — Jun 06, 2026
The circle is closed the wolf runs unchained the sun no more shines the night prevails. You gotta prepare for the season of war 'cause destiny finally comes to the end. A morbid solution under the atomic skies when the sight of the horizon will satisfy my eyes. Mighty desolation did your God survive? Ocean like desert the ground now bleeds I taste this silence that will forever be. See the terror of corpse unanimated smell the fear of the apocalypse.
Submitted by Iron_Wraith — Jun 06, 2026
Terrible is subterranean skill of men hidden in their spoil and their blood written in the interior fields of emptiness the vision of a God against God. The sight of an idol slain in the sign of an era yet have to rise when idolatry will be despised as a decreipt compromise. Above the golghota runs a throng of clouds that are sweeping the cross away. A breathing to dominate everything a whisper to make disappear all refuse the holy salvation refuse the chains that makes you bow.
Submitted by Iron_Wraith — Jun 06, 2026
Through graveyards of restless cells crawls the gene of a killing spree beyond horizons of malevolence rust on a race that no longer will be. Desolation through the stars of madness rotting souls in the mist of anger loaded hatred emerging from cast paranoia from the mist rises the godless flag Snakes spitting sins the seal of our fertility toxic streams of riotship our sermon of purity. In the sewer of holyness we feast blackest heaven we shall chase as spikes upon morality face openwide scorn we embrace day of collapse is at end planet rot wisdom's haze in creeping shadow we stand once again scorn we embrace. Sucking hate from polluted veins suck it dry to live 1000 years more suck it to the bone as the holy slut tearing apart the curtain of mercy die until you live purity worm berserk towards liar's army we ride a sulphur wind of conquering the last hope's gleam.
Submitted by Iron_Wraith — Jun 06, 2026
Asphyxiated through the sickened sight of men damaged and torn apart can't even read my mind. Wretched and cast aside I despise their fake shine if only they could see scum or king's dust (in the end) will fly. How sweet is the thought of repulsion let'em swallow the pil of no more life (for) moral erosion is their reward of praying times. See the mist of your rust and corrupted hope that turns blue as your overabused skin. Patience is fading in total fucking darkness as increasing is the thirst for genocide. Melting is your wise rightful conscience getting familiar with the realm of the dead. Realized obliged to die the warm sheltering hot wing of annihilation is feeding under the wing of holocaust. Now praise the way leading to everlasting doom in enslavement's waves you're floating through. Like a restless sheep chained in untimely loop caged in eternal void is where will dwell your fucking soul.
Submitted by Iron_Wraith — Jun 06, 2026
First: Destroy the moral Second: The Flesh Third: Insult the merchant of lies Fourth: Lock the gates of heaven Fifth: Deny the limits of solemn doom Sixth: Walk your path as a rebel Seventh: Raise merciless chaos Complain the day you'll find the bravery to survive Coward! Break the chains you're tied (with) dare to worshipas a slave of disgust. While you're drawing in terror (thinking) how wicked this world is what's the ultimate sense of life there's no answer to what you're searching for shadowbreaker you're gonna follow these laws.
Submitted by Iron_Wraith — Jun 06, 2026