Violence Has Arrived

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I gaze through the mist at the approaching host My hand finds the hilt of my sword Soon they are sundered, their bodies we roast Their leader is hacked, mauled and gored Battle lust takes me Demon be damned No way to slake me Die by my hand DIE Sternum’s are cloven and skulls they are split They then are heaped up in piles Monarch of murder, the crown seems to fit Suffering brings only smiles… Battle lust takes me Demon be damned No way to slake me Die by my hand DIE Whirling and hacking I’m bathing my blade Mutated myrmidon of rage The howling vortex of the hatred I’ve made The enemy is still miles away Addicted to war lust I can’t be controlled The burning blood soon chokes the pyre Slaughter with frenzy – must eat their souls Don’t even pause to perspire (well, maybe just a little bit) Let slip the dogs of war! The foe was fanatic, the battle well fought I split another rib cage, the blood is black and hot Volleys rain, bodies drop Lungs collapse, sinews pop Is good ya! Battle lust takes me Thrive on your pain Abattoirs churning Die in my name DIE My friend the buzzard he follows my toils My friend the rat grows fat from my spoils My friend the maggot he spawns in your brain My friend or enemy, all shall die in pain LUST!

Submitted by Nargaroth — Apr 26, 2025

After the carnage steam rises through snow You have been consigned to the Abyss of Woe My eldritch war-suit is pasted with brains This empty feeling – all that remains RED WITH RAGE I abide in the pit of woe Crucified in the Abyss of Woe And for my crime, this is my time My unholy…crime The cycle of torment the pleasure of sin Licking the lap where my load must begin I rode a tide of vengeance that could never be denied Hail the crimson blur – violence has arrived! RED WITH RAGE I abide in the pit of woe Crucified in the Abyss of Woe And for my crime, this is my time My unholy crime The trail of our campaign attracted great scorn But we ventured onward through the Tundra of Tor Soon I had attracted a posse of trolls Who’d grown fat and sloppy from the roasting of souls… But we were surrounded at the Valley of Krin And it was a battle we never could win But still I hacked madly with my back to a wall Heeding the horn of my funeral call The mutilated millions I was born to appall Heads leap from shoulders as they flock the mall The Butcher of Bertok, Infernal Throne Laid waste to usurpers ‘till I stood all alone Ripped out guts Gouged out eyes If you kill them They will die RED WITH RAGE

Submitted by NecroLord — Apr 26, 2025

I’ve read these words that are lies about you I’ve waited for worlds to die without you And I will wait no more Heaping virgins around me I summon the Oberammergau The hell-mouth And I command this maw To split And Moloch spit This cumbersome concept that men call the beast I desire its head on my wall My brothers require a feast Oberammergau Black Pope now! The Anti-Christ Spawn of Satan, the Anti-Christ Or maybe it’s nothing at all Lost prophecy of the peasant whore So much lost So much forgotten So what… I choose to be a blasphemer To bring your kind to heel Bring forth the beast and cleave him with my steel Your gilded domes mask perversions Your mildewed tomes beg for inversion Black Pope, the hell-mouth spoke To me it’s all the same Religion is for the weak A haven for the lame I WILL CRUSH YOUR ANTI-CHRIST KILL HIM AND HIS KIND CRUCIFY THE CRIPPLED THE DEVIL IS A LIE Awake, awake, deep Thanetos! The sea becomes the sky Dividing with the Sword of Khoz To purge the Oberammergau Chronicles defame me Chemicals inflame me I was born to rule your world And none shall ever tame me

Submitted by BloodShrine — Apr 26, 2025

The Apes of Wrath! The Apes of Wrath! The Apes of Wrath! Flecked with gore I face you My hide is writhing with worms I come from the place where the Flesh Sculptors pile Wretched creations born of blood and bile The creatures that lived here And now held in our thrall The mayor and his cronies Have been nailed to the wall This pattern of violence It hinges on fate The seal of your coffin You found out to late The Apes of Wrath! The Apes of Wrath! The Apes of Wrath! I am the ruler The mutilator of dreams All life falls apart at the seams The creatures that lived here And now held in our thrall The mayor and his cronies Have been nailed to the wall This pattern of violence Hinges on fate The seal of your coffin, you Found out to late The Apes of Wrath! The Apes of Wrath! The Apes of Wrath! Prepare yourselves for violence A spinning, flailing mass Tips are jocked, jaws are clocked, we sit back and laugh Spitting bloody chicklets, veins are bulging from their throat The blood fills a moat You must fight with boats Trying to express your rage You must use your fists Personality dissolves in a In a red and raging mist The Apes of Wrath! The Apes of Wrath! The Apes of Wrath! The Apes of Wrath! The Apes of Wrath! The Apes of Wrath! The Apes of Wrath! The Apes of Wrath! I am the ruler Mutilator of dreams Truth be told, I enjoy the role Illicitor of screams

Centuries of carnage Centuries of chaos yet unfolding A planet built on bone Spinning in a space Unmolded Armies are arrayed Like toys on tabletops it’s almost funny Bodies raped and flayed The sea is red with blood the sky is sunny Immortal! Corrupter! Your entrails are displayed Upon a rack we break the bones within you Your fighters are dismayed and wonder if it is wise to continue To resist my will The babies that I bake fill a volcano I’m clogging up the kill My wretched baby paste requires Drano I’m out of my mind Immortal Corrupter Malignance defined Chew the womb, seal the tomb, leave the dead behind Immortal Corrupter Dagger of the mind The betrayer is enraged His mask is gone his crimson hauberk cloven His brains they are arrayed Amongst the ruin of the lies he’d spoken Immortal! Corrupter! And if I was a sperm I’d consecrate my germ and then continue And if I was a worm I’d find a way that I could crawl up in you Crawl up in you! And if I was a sperm… Immortal! And if I was a worm… Corrupter! If I was a sperm, if I was a germ… I’m out of my mind Immortal Corrupter Malignance defined Immortal Corrupter Dagger of the mind

Submitted by Grave666 — Apr 26, 2025

Beauty is Rot! Legions of sex slaves have flocked in my calls You are the most grotesque of them all Warts and protrusions the beg for the grave Ironic, bubonic, pimpled and shaved The live to gobble the puss form my warts I live to spread my disease at each port Distribute knob-cheese like some soup della-mort Rot! You are born in the most disgusting of ways Some become cripples, some become gay Others spend their money trying to become that way You think you are beautiful but what the hell is that I find beauty in rolls of sweaty fat It’s not your complexion That gives me an erection OH NO Your beauty makes me sick I’d rather fuck a troll Kick you in the head Vomit in the hole Face turns to snot You used to be hot Beauty is Rot You spend hours smearing cream on your face What you need is to be hit with a mace Get tied to a horse and get dragged through the streets Hung by the heels and pelted with beets But still you are smearing cream on your face What you need is to be reduced to paste Wander the countryside blind in one eye Sucking the dicks of dead dogs to survive Who decides what is beautiful? Nobody but you I find fascination as your guts are turned to stew Forever titillating A pile of rotting feet All you are is brains and bones A sack of rancid meat Yeah yeah yeah

Submitted by Infernal Flame — Apr 26, 2025

Lonely and crippled she lives all alone Stares out the window, no one on the telephone Her only friend – a little Kitty Kat She feeds it a lot Kitty pretty fat LICKSORE, SOMETHING TO ABHOR KITTY KAT DON’T WANT NO RAT MOMMY’S ON THE FLOOR LICKSORE, GETTING TO THE CORE KITTY KAT IS GETTING FAT TONGUE BECOMES A BORE Mommy’s got a problem, seems that Mommy’s dead Kitty’s got no food lick a hole in Mommy’s head Kitty loves her Mommy, Kitty loves the taste Kitty loves Mommy, Kitty loves Salami The hold is getting bigger Head fits inside Sucking at the nostrils Feasting on the eyes Kitty pretty hungry Kitty must sup Kitty pretty lonely, Mommy won’t get up Mommy won’t get up The landlord comes by the tenants are mad They want to know why the smell is so bad He beholds in horror The ever-widening gash But before he calls the cops he looks around for cash LICKSORE HAS BECOME BLOODY POTHOLE LICKY LAP AT BRAIN FILLED BOWL LICKSORE SOMETHING TO ABHOR MOMMY WON’T GET UP

Submitted by Iron_Wraith — Apr 26, 2025

Ice world, eternal night, doors are chained and barred Toiling slaved die in droves, this life is hard There’s a Balrog in the woodpile, in the corner, dead canary Going down to the dungeon to see my Bloody Mary Bloody Mary Pretty scary She knows what to do with the bone I gotta bury! Bloody Mary She’s from the surface world! Bloody Mary Slutty? Very… She used to shave her pussy now it’s getting pretty hairy Bloody Mary She’s an American girl! Torches, chains, sweaty straining flesh The womb explodes in a meat-maggot mesh The mutant we made was really beautiful baby… We fingered and felched it, then sprayed it with rabies… Bloody Mary Pretty scary She knows what to do with the bone I gotta bury! Bloody Mary She’s from the surface world! Bloody Mary Slutty? Very… I treat my girlfriends even better than Chuck Berry Bloody Mary She’s an American girl! Oh bloody, bloody Mary Your lips are turgid, your ass is cherry I’ll never… never let you die… The women bleeds but does not die… When you are immortal the space of many years Seems just as little as the weight of the tears That she cried as she waited as the worms they ate her brain I had her animated but you know it’s not the same Bloody Mary Pretty scary Bloody Mary She’s from the surface world! Bloody Mary Slutty? Very… She knows what to do with the bone I gotta bury Bloody Mary She’s an American girl! In an Antarctican’s world… And there’s nothing but death there for you…

Submitted by Grave666 — Apr 26, 2025

All creatures born are born to die but before then survive Some creatures born they never live but still they are alive Upon a bony steed I sway, my scythe above the herd I want to murder everyone in the entire world Death feeds the cycle, driven by your hate Can’t you see there is nothing left to create? All is for me to destroy And emptiness employ I want to murder everyone in the entire world Every man and women, every boy and every girl Swallow up the air and earth, mutilate the worms Kill the messenger who begs us to consider terms But hatred is a feeling that’s mutated with time Into something much more sublime To kill without passion – a new ability I slay with a new efficiency This effect is most pleasing As I slaughter millions for no reason A vision…of universal death… No No Order Reason Triumph Truth So Horny Fetid Violent Uncouth The young are simply too dumb to live The old are weak and unclean The ones in the middle, they also must die Their ways are obtuse and obscene Biledriver! Bring forth the Biledriver! All is for me to destroy And nothingness enjoy I want to murder everyone in the entire world

Submitted by Pestilence — Apr 26, 2025

Bring forth those we have granted life So that they… Must die Death! Death to life! Break him – break him on the wheel Death! Death to life! Worlds I have destroyed Gods I have annoyed Hatred makes me happy I’m often overjoyed Death! Death to life! Planets enslaved Popes to find their graves Your proudest works I grind to dust Your ass a ham to shave Broken on the wheel Fucked up way to die Even worse than crucifixion Bloated buzzards flock and fly Broken on the wheel This one here will do Smash your joints with steel shod rims Winding you into… The Wheel Such a marvelous invention Broken on the wheel Fucked up way to die Even worse than crucifixion Bloated buzzards flock and fly Broken on the wheel This one here will do Smash you with rims Wind you into… Death! Death to life! Planting a forest Not growing trees Wheel-broken corpses Souls scatter likes leaves Broken on the wheel Fucked up way to die Even worse than crucifixion Bloated buzzards flock and fly Broken on the wheel This one here will do Smash your joints with steel shod rims Winding you into The Wheel! Death to life!

Submitted by Iron_Wraith — Apr 26, 2025

In the fortress of GWAR, much torment does remain Despite all of the bodies that had been hacked in twain So many had died in the viscous campaign That their femurs alone made a fine mountain The Master was no longer GWAR’s sovereign Of wealth and women they had none to gain What goal was left for them to attain So Oderus did call for conclave First came Balsac, his council was wise His War-Axe gleamed, he was a loyal knight Plus 40 dancing bears he did provide Then, first in prowess, he stood his lord beside Beefcake the Mighty, his ass was wide Brought 80 laden oxen, he was a good ally Jizmak the Gusha, his legion was described For many hours he barked at the tribe But then, timely, the catering arrived Booze, drugs, food, 400 hundred mule-loads high Flattus Maximus, this he did supply And now the mighty brothers of GWAR did band They will to journey and slay without plan Bring sledge and terror to the cities of man Open Oberammergau Like hell was a womb, it tore And from the womb the creatures poured Troll, goblin, Manticore Siege machine and armored whore There will be battle like never before The Surface World learned of the malaise Black Pope, usurper, he saw through the veil They plan their defense in the land of the wasted Africa, bitter fruit she had tasted Ensign of industry, let it be raised There the camp of the Black Pope was placed His legions breath, through the valleys the raced Charlots they rode, and their skulls were iron-plated Belching fire, freshly painted 8000 Battalions of Knights freshly sainted But before they fought, they were vaccinated To protect them from the AIDS that had been created To continue the reign of Black Pope unabated The people at home, got a version G-rated Here the GWAR invaded Began the violation The War Barges, forecastles swarming Disgorging the troops, formations forming The low drone of the horning Sounding out a call, then a warning A nuclear salvo where GWAR was encroaching Within a second 10 legions were toasting Balsac said, “Did you feel something?” The Lord was not boasting The enemy is vast, steel carpets the terrain Still they are forming, armors detrains They send forth a Captain, OJ by name Flattus struck him in the brain Burst the helmet, made two parts of the mind Chopped through his gorget, through chest, into spine And the good captains blood flowed like wine Flattus said, “So ends a cowards time.” Balsac is angry, he’ll have no more He hurls his axe, with great effort To smite Regis with terrible force His shield breaks, his hauberk unsews The axe bursts through his chest and torso Bright blood spurts, the guts are loosed by the throw And with that axe the soul from body goes Said Jizmak, “That was a heavy blow.” Beefcake the Mighty, clotted with spew His sword falls, skulls burst in two The eyes burst from sockets, he is not through Thousands of warriors he does this to Piling up the corpses of those he slew Until it was hard to tell if the pile grew Balsac said, “He is a princely lord” Said Beefcake, “Yes, it’s true.” Jizmak smites, his hammer whirls Foreheads explode, entrails twirl Breaking open brain-pans as well Red blood flowing as souls speed to hell Oderus smites the Black Pope, exposing his brain The blade continued through meat and membrane Bright blood flowed in the grass where he was lain Here ends this tale, that much is plain

Submitted by MetalElf — Apr 26, 2025

Happy anniversary, schools are short of funds This is what I say, give the kids more guns All of the classes are on how to kill If you don’t teach them then someone else will Happy Death-Day to Columbine… Let’s make the world an Oklahoma City, fine Wacky-Waco Happy Death Day, babies that were burned The Wheel has turned! Happy Death-Day to you! Happy Death-Day to you! Barricades are growing in the halls Bullet holes are stitching in the walls The students are well-armed but so are the pigs This thing is gonna be big We must now attack the very children that we taught That they must never fight the fucked up wars that we had fought Someone detonates a bomb, they said that it was huge Bull dozed all the evidence and blamed it on some stooge Happy Death-Day to Columbine… Let’s make the world an Oklahoma City, fine Wacky-Waco Happy Death Day, babies that were burned Hey look! The Wheel has turned! There’s only one way to save you Rape and maim and enslave you Finish what we started I guess you could say that God farted

Submitted by Immortal — Apr 26, 2025