Burning Prayer of Infinite Hatred
Can you hear the stifled breath, beyond the mind shattering noise, to endure a life confined to this illusion of peace, prohibiting our true nature, the blade we drag upon to bleed As we suffer by the law of man, words that strip our identity, and curse our tradition of vengeance, to transcend our violence, our bodies convulse evoking the true nature of our spirit, the violence we restrain for this illusion of peace Take to where the sting of eternity is the sight of our blood drawn across the world Take to the somber glow of distant flame, the stillness of death. Can you feel my heart breaking from beyond death, in the desolate woods, echoing back from the destroyers of our world
Submitted by VladTheImpaler666 — Jun 28, 2026
Blood of my blood, see into our burning past See the wounds we share, our union, the most violent opposition Punished for seeing beyond our skin, in defiance we retrace our steps Vermin bury us with lies, to breach our unity to destroy us from the inside out, while snakes turn our soil to ash, blacken our air and corrupt our path. Intolerance sharpens like iron, the blade forged by their hands, vengeance cast on thee, forgiveness is a disease, forced upon those held from justice Total fucking vengeance cast upon thee, by force we compromise our soul to live this life (We suffer, stripped of control and chained to imposed morality) Forgiveness is a disease, by force we compromise our soul to live this life
Submitted by VladTheImpaler666 — Jun 28, 2026
Within the confines of filth, exhaust, and spiritual constraint Underneath this inept prison of civilization Only a memory of the cold river glide around us, wind pushing the trees, speaking to our true thirst The blood of those who deny our return to purity Burning in contempt of our holy enslavement Perpetuating endless dissonance, and destroying the seed of moral pestilence Inhaling the dull smoke, carried over the blackened earth, our blood revolts, against this disgrace of humanity Embers of the spiritual mass grave of religion, glowing in our eyes At first sun, truly alone in our breath and beating chests, we dig into our forgotten past Screaming into the cold emptiness Our punishment, to feel when nature no longer answers
Submitted by VladTheImpaler666 — Jun 28, 2026
As emptiness engulfs us As we peer into the tear Your looming silence behind us cast down Push the blade deeper, does this bare my soul? Staring from shadows that overtake us, as our struggle becomes the waves that drown us In grief, holding the formless, the space between our words Prayer ending only in silence, begging to reach across the void, to embrace the corrupted vapor of deceit, and the guilt we breathe This mind unravels exposing my true soul, the soul that coils around this body of contempt This crushing grip, I can't let go, in dreams, in blood, overcome in disharmony, screaming to end this life, may we meet again as suffering or falling ashen snow, thus to remain imprisoned by flesh
Submitted by VladTheImpaler666 — Jun 28, 2026