Salvation… to the Dead / Antefatto
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Stench of rot and filth prevails You fight against the iron chains to no avail Strung up in my chamber of torture and sin Naked and sweating, let the beatings begin! Warm up the tongs in the fireplace Press the searing metal against your innocent face Break out the whip, put you to the test Pour molten hot oil on your quivering breasts... By body count continues, you're just another bitch When I'm finished I'll dump you in a ditch Strap your welted body to my wooden rack If you're lucky you'll die of a heart attack The horrible bed of nails could be too much for you But if you don't like it, I've got a mask of spikes for you! Vise grips crunch you breasts in a screaming fit I'll nail your fingers to the table Make you eat your own shit ...When I'm through you'll be begging for more And I'll rape your broken body In my Bloody Pit Off Horror!!!!
Submitted by Lake of Tears — Feb 06, 2026
Strolling through my boneyard A ghoulish midnight stride A walk among the corpses Fills my heart with pride... A pride of screaming victims To me they scream no more Forty or four thousand, I've lost count Buried 'neath the earthen floor... One by one they meet their doom Through macabre and nepharious means Midnight in my boneyard The wind blows through the trees...
Submitted by johnmansley — Apr 26, 2025
Killer strain of mutant rabies Delivered from Vietnam They warp your mind to eat flesh And became a cannibal man The cannibals are in the streets There's nothing you can do You come to close, you lose all hope They bite, and their bite infects you The disease spreads to the streets There is no hope in sight Punctures arteries Spew dark crimson blood The police cannot withstand The maniac attack They ransack the town and Burn it down to have a barbecue
Submitted by Cyberwaste — Apr 26, 2025