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The Mother of the Prostitutes and Abominations of this Earth Revelation of this abhorrent being Sick Twisted entity Filled with the blood of the saints Await for the end Desolation Swarm of the weak Deceit of the unknown Oppressions upon them Delusions of greatness You are the end! Proclamation of Doom Visit to Hell Suffocating depravity Depths of disparity The final prophecy Will reveal the end The plague of Humanity Judgment day is near! Spread your words Poisoning lies Let them pierce the soul For which will end with your fall! With the most horrific death You uttereth his name in vain Evil deeds planted the seeds of hate Hear the calling, to thy name While you gasp, your final breath Which will end with the ultimate sacrifice!
Submitted by Celtic Frost — Jun 18, 2026
Awoken to the Grotesque image of reality Murder filling the mind Sanity gone insane There is no cure! As the faithful perish I shall reign once again Follow me aimlessly Swallowed by the sway Such simple ways For the carnal waste I'll make my vision come to reality Let it be the center of existence The cold embrace of this fading world Let me be your wretched demise! Repulsive thoughts By organic errors A lost cause of a so-called creation It's never easy to be What you desire Executioners of reality Been forbidden for now! To end a life with a cold stare Expressionless and nothingness Purgatory is a human mind Destroy and take for what it carves Die! Buried beneath the depths Staring into the empty chasm of my soul Control, an uplifted structure Abysmal dawn of human empathy! Sensual of nihility Narcissism or something Can't describe it for I hate it To end a life with a cold stare Expressionless and nothingness Purgatory is a human mind Destroy and take for what it carves Blank stare filled with depravity Carved deep in the heads To do what is told Made into an instinct The colours of reality Are fading from the face Words become meaningless Emptiness compels existence Never knowing the beginning Cause you are it and the end of all Luckily there's a limit To how long, you will persevere!
Submitted by Celtic Frost — Jun 18, 2026
Arrangement With a run of imagination The lack of construction Out of Structure By body and soul Organize your thoughts Harvested for knowledge of sorrow Misplaced being from others Malformed insanity Human conscience Corruption inevitable Denial of living Reflection of misery Touch with reality Feelings have gone Under control for For selfish purposes! Enhances capacity! But with the cost of sense! Representation of agony! Cognitive thought patterns! Believed in something That your Not Clouded thoughts Separated mentality
Submitted by Celtic Frost — Jun 18, 2026
Another one to the cold To be brought under the light A required gaze Upon the decaying With the curiosity to know The organs will reveal the truth The blade piercea Sickening thoughts filling the mind Been dead for months As I open the ribs Maggots filling the guts The rotting process has just begun Along with the foul stench Comes something unusual Unperceived before Release of miasma! Bleeding from the eyes Coughing up blood Obscurity fills the mind Never known to mankind! Death will take The sickness spreads Swallowed by disease This mass of devastation x 3 Abhorrentous sight to see To discover the cause Of the hideous process The rotting process has just begun Die!
Submitted by Celtic Frost — Jun 18, 2026
I, myself, the manifest Of knowing, for what's there to know I will not hesitate, to kill! Anyone who dares to question me I hear the calling to my needs To all the doubters of my will Anyone who dares to question me I hear the calling to my needs To all the lying and the weak The carnage of mutilation no chance to escape For which you aren't able to Slaughter With no remorse Murder Only with pleasure Grotesque Sight to be behold Suffer For which I seek To satisfy my bloodthirst The only way to quench I shall violate your anatomy Rearrange your body's structure The knife shines bright as it pierces your flesh To expose what's underneath!
Submitted by Celtic Frost — Jun 18, 2026
The one slaved to the cross That he calls his own Thoughts filled with useless dreams Disfigured image of the son Subjects to his bidding Twisted rites Leading the damned As you sink into the pool of sin For you cannot persist! Illusion, a prophecy Minds sewn together With the stitch of faith You all will live and die as one False head of the prophet Using the holy one for control Realization is the key Why can't they see? Subjects to his bidding Twisted rites leading the damned As you sink into the pool of sin For it's the holy deception! Wrath concealed from within Piercing the minds of many Masked serial messiah Reveal what's beneath A valley of temptation Blinding the sick-minded Invoke the inner perversion Towards your fellow man Fixated in a catatonic trans To do what is asked of you Religion used for the most depraved acts Known to man Illusion, a prophecy, Minds sewn together With the stitch of faith, You'll live and die as one
Submitted by Celtic Frost — Jun 18, 2026
The Longer you dwell, On this mortal plain, Such a gruesome way to subsist, When the cause is lost! Submission of morality, To a meaningless cause, Leading your ignorance, Towards the end! So-called made in the image of a grotesque being Made a slave for its amusement Bow! Why don't you, Pray! For its consumption! Beneath the spell, of whats Condemned, righteous and just Live in fear, of your path That you've inflicted, upon, them! Pillars built upon lies For own gain of power The cause of death Over others as you please No one will interfere Filling their souls with oppressions The unknown will prevail As you will see!
Submitted by Celtic Frost — Jun 18, 2026
Path to salvation Something never found Only told through lies Why must you speak them Souls left to wonder What's to my existence? O our lord and so divine, be what you promised! I pray thee for answers When will they arrive on my need? Unanswered prayers Death will come! (Ignorant slaves of god) Withering empty husks Twisted minds for your gain Where is our love? Ripped and Torn Peoples innocence! Blinded by your influence Our once divine kingdom Fallen to greed and envy See it burn to ash! I pray thee for answers When will they arrive on my need? Unanswered prayers! Death has come! Divinity is lost! Morality wont persevere! Blinded by fear! When will it end? You suffer!
Submitted by Celtic Frost — Jun 18, 2026