Heading for Internal Darkness
We had evidence and no doubt I had seen birth and death The births were bitter agony To follow, death, only your own Not wanting truthfully to go Mocked, they cried coward, onwards Over the top, we'll wait for you But no one returns from a grave Not wanting truthfully to go Mocked, they cried coward, onwards Over the top, we'll wait for you But no one returns from a grave But no one returns from a grave Those that did return maimed and bled Truth in their wounds from slaughter Coming back for a medal, obscene Worldwide evidence for all to know Now rotted and in heaven, thank god
Submitted by VladTheImpaler666 — Jun 29, 2026
An innocent tribe living their lives Caring for earth, no greed or hate Along come these masters and let loose hell Destroyed their lifestyles, time will tell Modern day fascists fucked their plain Killed their resources and stole their land Is this civilisation, how we live today? On the brink of destruction, not far away The brink of destruction All that bloodshed, humiliation, degradation And for power and for land And for power and for land All that bloodshed, humiliation, degradation And for power and for land No one can own our world, no one An innocent tribe living their lives Caring for earth, no greed or hate Along come these masters and let loose hell Destroyed their lifestyles, time will tell
Submitted by VladTheImpaler666 — Jun 29, 2026
Your mindless chants show your brain to be dead How can you all be so easily led? You're forced with bullshit, you think it's right You'll keep your security, you're safe 'cause your white You'll not be needed, just pawns in their game The tables will turn, you'll be treated the same Middle-aged business men will seize the power You'll realise too late your dreams have turned sour These mindless chants Of those bigoted thoughts
Submitted by VladTheImpaler666 — Jun 29, 2026
In the death camp attitude is worthless Grey skulls lying in the gutter Pissed on by dogs, and you thought they cared Pissed on by dogs, and you thought they cared The tattooed are made into purses and lampshades The leftovers into pies and carried up into the moors And sacrificially burnt by Satan's children And no one cares And no one cared And no one cared Ronald McDonald brought the children To his meat packaging and processing plant Pushed into the grinder by the army patrol Pushed into the grinder by the army patrol The tattooed are made into purses and lampshades The leftovers into pies and carried up into the moors And sacrificially burnt by Satan's children And no one cared And no one cared And no one cared
Submitted by VladTheImpaler666 — Jun 29, 2026
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When the resources have run out And the skyhole is no more We'll have to realise The carnage we have created What is took must be given back For life won't go on with take An endless void to enclose A pointless excercise, greed Look to the black Look to the black
Submitted by VladTheImpaler666 — Jun 29, 2026
The secret of these hills was stone Of that stone made and crumbling roads That turned on sudden hidden villages That turned on sudden hidden villages Now over these small hills they have concrete That trails black wire, pylons, those pillars Bare like nude giant trees that have no secret Bare like nude giant trees that have no secret But far above and as far as sight endures Like whips of anger with lightning danger There runs the quick perspective of the future This dwarfs our emerald country by its trek So tall with prophecy, dreaming of cities Where often clouds shall lean their swan white necks
Submitted by VladTheImpaler666 — Jun 29, 2026
Beg! Sprawled in the dust outside the Syrian store A target for small children, dogs, and flies A heap of verminous rags and matted hair Sprawled in the dust Beg! Sometimes he shows his stumps of yellow teeth The curse of pity, a grotesque mask of death With hands like claws about his begging bowl Beg! Crawl! Lost in the trackless jungle of his pain Clutching the pitless red earth in vain Whimpering like a stricken animal So much but yet so little For the African beggar, you'll crawl Get down on your knees Slave! You'll beg!
Submitted by VladTheImpaler666 — Jun 29, 2026
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