Hell Is Right In Front of Us
(At the hands of humanity, we are left with just debris) and this forsaken hell hole Forsaken hell hole Hope is a hallucination We stray further away from god knowing they could care less to know their rights from wrongs Womb of corruption swallow us whole, this fucking place reeks of death and we are the mold Oh, we are the mold Tear the sky open with black hellfire The sun is now a wound in the sky A dying ember flickering behind The ground splits open into a gaping maze of carcasses At the hands of humanity We are left with just debris Eclipse the sun with death and rust Hell is right in front of us No mask, no disguise A crawling contagion seeping from lidless eyes Howl at the void, beg for the end Every breath is a disease and the air won't mend Suffocate in the womb of your own fucking corruption We're the fucking mold Nothing worth saving Suffocate in the womb of corruption We are the mold At the hands of humanity We are left with just debris Eclipse the sun with death and rust Hell is right in front of us Hope is a hallucination, and this is our tomb A festering scream from the wasteland womb From the wasteland womb The plague we birthed digs its blade into the dead skin of every living thing As the festering maggots tear through your weak porcelain skin Seeping into the cracks of hell A legacy of landfill Rotting in the earth's misery A helpless scream from the wasteland womb
Submitted by Iron_Wraith — Jun 05, 2026
Offering tongues in an act of repentance This place is death and we are its kings Maggots crawl through the rotted remains Hopes last breath choked in flames This is the end and we paved the way No veil to hide the shame A crawling contagion etched in blood We bear the blame Throne of flies The plague we birthed Addicted to the pain We poison the earth and baptize in rain We rot in self absorbed disgust Turn this nightmare into dust We yearn for the silence of a black holes last breath, the peaceful elegance of a quiet death A crawling contagion We rot in self absorbed disgust Turn this nightmare into dust This place is death and we are its kings Dragging our dirty fucking nails through every fucking living thing Crowned with entrails Offering tongues in an act of repentance Misery is endless, just fucking accept it A crawling contagion inherits this temple of rot We rot in self absorbed disgust Turn this nightmare into dust And yet, in this stillness, there is no pain Only dust in the distance while the earth slowly fades away, pulling itself toward the soulless abyss A throne of flies This is the end and we all paved the fucking way you sorry useless motherfuckers Paving trails with human skin A crawling contagion etched in blood Paving trails with human skin A crawling contagion Etched in blood!
Submitted by Iron_Wraith — Jun 05, 2026
Fallen nations Cover this earth Population of scum Bathing in their sins Begin the cleanse Walking infection lurking Taking steps Slowly spreading and unnoticed Prolapsing this disgusting reality We have succumb to this Let the ceiling collapse Let the sky peel back Ritual of erasure Ritual of erasure Possession Disgusting mess Seeping puss filled orifice They speak from filth in their chest Embarrassing silence them No fucking need to listen Humanity dripping sin Begin the rapture of cleanse Rapturе of cleanse Dragged Through the Inferno Immortal Disfigurement Gnawing on the еdge of oblivion Send us into a dying sun Let the ceiling collapse Let the sky peel back The only truth we know is suffering It carves sigils into their bones Regret No peace in the marrow Absence spreads Cage of veins Disgusting sick mess Seeping puss filled orifice Embarrassing Silence them Ritual of erasure The only truth we know is suffering Gnawing on the edge of oblivion Send us into a dying sun Let the ceiling collapse Let the sky peel back Gnawing on the edge of oblivion Send us into a dying sun Send us into a dying sun Wipe the face of the earth clean of it's transgressions Walking infection lurking Slowly spreading and unnoticed Prolapsing this perverted reality Possessed Disgusting mess Seeping puss filled orifice The they speak from the filth in their chest Embarrassing silence them Population of scum Send us into a dying sun
Submitted by Iron_Wraith — Jun 05, 2026
Awake in the throat of fire Hollowness fused into the soil like curses Time stands still Choking on despair Let this breath be my last Let all my nerves finally come undone Let the final wound be deep Let the quiet dark cradle me to sleep I am both the mere architect and the collapse The prayer and the relapse Harbinger of grief Starving for the silence Begging for relief A chorus of flies buzzing in my skull They whisper what I already know That I don't belong in this flesh That I should become the nothing I feel I pray that you can finally see Oblivion take me where I'm meant to be Set me free Let the dirt rise to swallow me I am both the mere architect and the collapse The prayer and the relapse Harbinger of grief Starving for the silence Begging for relief I scream into the throat of the void, and it spits back at me The war inside my chest has ceased, I must be freed Voices circle They speak of endings Dialect of ruin Peace through oblivion A chorus of flies buzzing in my skull They whisper what I already know That I don't belong in this flesh That I should become the nothing I feel Set me free Let the dirt rise to swallow me No more dragging this cold dead body No more of dragging this empty hollow shell My shadow drips behind me Every step bleeds Numb with the weight of existence My face drips crimson while the earth opens wide, yawning for my final surrender I've stared too long into the flame Ive accepted I'll never be the same The stillness is crushing Silent like catacombs I'll find you in the dark My everything I'm coming home I'm coming home No pain, just your warmth and mine Together again, outside of time Curse my name I'll walk the through fire, I'll drown in the flame For one last touch, your weight on my chest I'll gladly walk hand in hand with infinite death I'll bleed through the veil just to see you run across the sand of a perfect setting sun If death is a door, I'll carve it in stone To follow the howl that finally leads me home Let this breath be my last Let all my nerves finally come undone Let the final wound be deep Let the quiet dark cradle me to sleep I am both the mere architect and the collapse The prayer and the relapse Harbinger of grief Starving for the silence Begging for relief Set me free Let the dirt rise to swallow me I pray that you can finally see I'm coming home My everything I don't belong In a world where your heartbeat is gone My face drips crimson while the earth opens wide, accepting my final surrender I am home
Submitted by Iron_Wraith — Jun 05, 2026