To Perdition
To perdition! Carving to the essence until your soul unfolds With mournful rays into screams of red passionate marks Digging narrowly the engraver of soughing prayers You offered me silks to blindfold your senses Below these glorious painted vaults Where the eyes of gods testify this unmerciful act Of dogmas and erections I resist all beliefs acting firmly I hear all precepts, God stinks the same as me I went that far, I can easily go further Here's the source, drink avidly do not contradict my efforts Wrong impressions sealed with blood The can, the dust Your void swimming into a cosmic key revealed through torture I resist all beliefs acting firmly I hear all precepts, God stinks the same as me
Submitted by BloodShrine — Jun 21, 2026
Lost symbols in decades of rightness Prove me the strength of faith The way of purity wrote with sores Hamstrings tighten in constriction A breathing statue sweating fear A priceless act no doubtful denial... A deeper sense to your spells A bloodline consumed in sodomy Render me your martyr's glance Lost symbols in decades of rightness Prove me the strength of faith The way of purity wrote with sores Creeping into this dry desert of convulsed flesh Where a lack of passion shines Into meticulosity measures by perfection Each stroke blessed, each spasm kissed Each look cut toward a higher degree of rigor A deeper sense to your spells A bloodline consumed into sodomy Render me your martyr's glance Lost symbols in decades of rightness Prove me the strength of faith The way of purity wrote with sores Hamstrings tighten in constriction A breathing statue sweating fear
Submitted by BloodShrine — Jun 21, 2026
Here to crawl, from the stinking soil Where once I prayed your fault to the August purple altar where I collected blame and wrath Here guilt spreads it's needs into anguished forms Of proud serenity protecting womb Poisoned by despise, caducity vaults drown into contradiction Bliss whipped to death, cold, ambition Sacrilegious gift into this temple Where bosomy pigs drift in sanctity Swines graced gods, gods whisper insults Where's thy veil of purtiy? Where's thy faithful joy? This is the hole, this is the void where everything Wheezing is going to rot, where everything is going to rot Swines graced gods Sacrilegious gift into this temple where Bosomy pigs drift in sanctity Urinal cries liquor the scars here purity meets slur weeping eyes Nails scratching teeth ravaging he temple Here probity melts in blots Caducity vaults drown into contradiction Bliss whipped to death, cold, ambition
Submitted by BloodShrine — Jun 21, 2026
I despise your seasons your charming pulses with a primitive ego With a primitive ego I crave to bite your revered face I crave to stab your dreaded breast Hostile, beloved, prostitute, scourge among your begging sons Nothing can be understood "Make thick my blood Stop up the access and passage to remorse That no compunctious visiting of nature shake my fell purpose Nor keep peace between the effect and it Come to my woman's breasts and take milk for gall Your murdering ministers Wherever, in your sightless substances You wait on nature's mischief Come, thick night, and pall thee in the dunnest smoke of Hell That my keen knife see not the wound it makes Nor Heaven peep through the blanket of the dark to cry Hold, hold!"
Submitted by BloodShrine — Jun 21, 2026
(<em>Instrumental</em>)
Submitted by BloodShrine — Jun 21, 2026
Larvae, fear the desert beyond the crown Fear the serpents crawling out my eyes Feed the worms teeming through my words Glorify the thorns gobbed by my tongue Larvae, I licked the gashes of a dying god Who lays exposed and defeated on a rug of maggots Fear the desert beyond my crown Feed the worms teeming through my words I cherish the forsaken I respect the hangman who led the murder in dismay Contemptu mundi Of infernal slumbers the cimmerian shades' harlot worsens I delivered a rood in a stay Wherever in virtue's crannies the human brightness pisses I licked the gashes of a dying god Who lays exposed and defeated on a rug of maggots Decayed his grave Agonizing his rest doomed his creation by superb sinners and blessed, Larvae
Submitted by BloodShrine — Jun 21, 2026
Look at me, Hide! Weak! Rabble feed your scorn utterly compelled, backbiting Dodgy mouths rude to serve thy lowness, infamous crown The void greets your whispers is this your shaking force? My silence, my amused silence as the god of starvation, I laugh Crawl! Coward, crawl! Louder! Bastard Son! Crawl! Envy, crawl! Denial rules your world According my favor as a grace Touched by misery, failure ruthless whip Ornaments for derision, hide! Weak! Rabble feed your scorn utterly compelled, backbiting Dodgy mouths rude to serve thy lowness, infamous crown Crawl! Coward crawl! Louder! Bastard son! Crawl! Envy, crawl! Denial rules your world Each thorn, each word, each thought I'm still breathing
Submitted by BloodShrine — Jun 21, 2026
I did behold the end, apostle of deceit Prologue of the grimmest shades Treat and dirge by a silent, cosmic void Spreading thorny prayers Plagues of simultaneous hate discern and blame kneel Praise the forefathers of disgrace I did behold the end Oblivion will mark ages of boneless hatred Through the eyes of a mesmerizing serpent Now and forever emptiness attends illusions nothing but dust I did behold the end Lifeless births, uttermost rites overlays the elements Casting fire, wrong perspectives, sterile steps deprived Forlorn into nature's breast Now and forever emptiness attends illusions, mere thoughts A strained cosmos against four walls stinking of starvation Where I belong lifeless births Uttermost rites overlays the elements Casting fire wrong perspectives Sterile steps oblivion... apostle of deceit Prologue of the grimmest shades Treat and dirge by a silent, cosmic void
Submitted by BloodShrine — Jun 21, 2026
Regret and sin, grimed by me There's nothing left to be screamed A thought corrupted by oldness throw up your soul Dreams of blood embellished by disgrace laments as crown to guilt Tears for mouthful blasphemies to scourge This trembling flesh in front your hieratic majesty "Satan sum et nihil humanum a me alienum puto" My blood! My seed! My will! Pine and crawl drove into dogmas no prayers won't bring us bliss My blood! My seed! My will! Cursed be the speech of the human fears In spite of your faith, you feed up your worst enemy Words like worms, enclosure and slandering virtuous whipper Another sleepless night, lambs got sacrificed Laments as crown to sin Words like worms pray on your knees to gain salvation
Submitted by BloodShrine — Jun 21, 2026
Rasping the red rash I wash my faults away to be drown Into your bottomless lake of tears Piece by piece I eat your sanctity mentoring your confessions Pleads have never been so touching Your birth is a fault tame beast Exhibit your wounds red breathing smiles Gifts from a rude god Choosing we ropes instead of chains perfect Quivering nudity, limbo of abreaction where seed is lost Your birth is a fault tame beast Exhibit your wounds red breathing smiles Rasping the red rash I wash my faults away to be drown Into your bottomless lake of tears Piece by piece I eat your sanctity Mentoring your confessions pleads have never been so touching To fall, feeding sufferings Echoes toward sanctity no father before me, no memories! How singular is your choice to accomplish me To serve my nature rip these veins Drain my hearth drop by drop Grotesque messiah I promised you pain it shall be perfect, sterile Empty myth of piety harlots crowned as New divinities wrote with blades is my catharsis edonistic virtues Rip these veins Drain my hearth drop by drop Groteque messiah I promised you pain it shall be perfect, sterile Empty myth of piety harlots crowned as new divinities A new Magdalene is born
Submitted by BloodShrine — Jun 21, 2026
The more cruelly, the better As the wine fills the rised chalices of death Glorifies the liturgy of the rudest pain Restless minds enjoy this panting attraction Consumed upon a carpet of blood-drenched sand Of blood-drenched sand, unheard screams Laughs unheard pleads, acclaims, claim the Caesar Eagles shining of gold claim the Caesar Triumph marches forth claim the Caesar Doomed to jaws, the more cruelly, the better Unheard screams. laughs unheard pleads... An orgiastic liturgy pleases the chosen ones a martial ceremony Triumph of the throne, claim the Caesar Eagles shining of gold claim the Caesar Triumph marches forth, More then one thousand years pillars and ruins And empire of spears virtues of gold a culture so strong the lions wrote the history The glory now forlorn As the wine fills the rised chalices Death glorifies the liturgy of the rudest pain The more cruelly, the better
Submitted by BloodShrine — Jun 21, 2026