Your Prayers Mean Nothing
(<em>Instrumental</em>)
Submitted by Nargaroth — Jun 18, 2026
Those cold nights alone on the cross nailed up high will your dying thoughts finally escape you? For the control of men you did employ your trickery your death a vain expression of self-loathing fear fiery black with lust for your false protection a symbol of humanity's daft disgrace official prayers which serve the human race infection from far below your weakness in man's heart still glows but in these darker days our deceptive cover grows your slaves ever convinced of your false supremacy never seeing beyond their mask of lust and sin a man who lies so brazenly will never be a god to me the mortal son of god defeated with death our dying faith depleted when in the world you're found abandoned cast aside by broken words Then rivers of death and deceit will flow Fiery pits of hell burn inside but not below You precious god so far behind has left you Prying out you hope he might see And deliver you from sin with his prayer To take this self-inflicted hell away Something dark Deep inside me has begun to show That for your lord my hatred has larlgy grown Will your god correct his shortcoming Just remember your prayers mean nothing still
Submitted by Nargaroth — Jun 18, 2026
Fatally diseased banished to the woods plagued by leprosy Many more to come victims unknowing wander blindly Into the forest of the diseased the feeling of skin rotting off your bones The feeling of revenge burning my soul taste of your blood Will be so fucking sweet I can't wait to taste your bloodly meat Alive but dead in the eyes of men the sick will never return again Malignant tumors cover your flesh from their mouths pour infectious breath Chemical imbalance in the brain causing the infected to go insane Living zombies on a quest for the taste of human flesh
Submitted by Nargaroth — Jun 18, 2026
Hail Satan Inverted crucifix around my neck The word of evil I will spread the darkness within me Will never leave me my life I give to blasphemy Hail Satan Kill the christian Sheep try to preach to me they can't see the evil in me don't believe their book of lies men of cloth I despise Self proclaimed divinity doesn't mean shit to me Churches burning in my dreams All I hear are christian screams From this dream I will awake Turn this vision into fate My soul is on fire My life belongs to SATAN
Submitted by Nargaroth — Jun 18, 2026
Slashing her skin with my scalpel blood starts spraying Filleting the flesh your tied down while I cut your flesh with precision Home surgery performed by me recognizable you won't be My surgeon's tools will torture with accuracy I'm slashing you Pray to god for salvation on your wasted tears I'm laughing Incisions I will make thousands of cuts I will make on to gentiles castrate anally mutilate Blood squirts everywhere suffering by my skilled hand you pray for this torture to end alas your pled to no avail. Grabbing bones I start to break rib spreader separate on to genital castrate ovaries copulate. I remove internal organs one by one alive, you can't believe this is being done. Amputate your finger and you toes where I'll put your remains no one knows. You beg and plead for your worthless life her body started oozing. I peel back the skin to reveal muscle tissue dig deeper to find sinew and gristle Life is no longer A gory day the blood will spray Lubricate Fornicate Grotesque display bathe in the spray Masturbate Ejaculate.
Submitted by Nargaroth — Jun 18, 2026
Legions of hell storming the church killing the priest Gather the lambs wait for the sign mark of the beast When we arrive their blood will spill no more will be Slaughtered for your god of hypocrisy Torturing those of false divinity All for a belief in a book of lies All that you know is in demise The apocalypse has finally come Where is your god turn tail and run Leading the charge there I'll be All you'll hear are screams of blasphemy Gas chambers turned up high Blood red clouds plume the sky The air is pungent with the smell of death Watching them gasp for breath Mass graves dug deep filled with the christian sheep Experiments must be done Strapped down no chance to run Christian genocide It's now time for you to die Eradicate the very last one Extinction has finally come The blood of christian scum flows like wine As the unholy ones start to feast The hour is at hand as dark ones reclaim the throne For the beast ripping and tearing dead christians apart The feast has begun upon the countless dead As bodies are splayed blood is sprayed in a lovely stream of red.
Submitted by Nargaroth — Jun 18, 2026