Horror Vacui
I lay my hands on what's left Behold the remains of rage silent as the grave Your last words buried deep inside of me With every breath I take I can hear your voice begging me for forgiveness Unfair? A crown of thorns in return for all the beauty you gave me? Trust me, I know the feeling too Never, ever, we'll awake together Our eyes forever sealed Dreams of lust, ecstatic pleasure swept away by your ideals of fate, excuse for weakness Your frozen skin turns me on I'm intoxicated by your smell I decide whether you piss or shit and there's no one you can tell My little goddess... You said fate brought us together and fate will watch over us Wasn't it me who killed you? Isn't it me who is to blame? Who would believe or understand me an actor in your farce? I guess it's not even clear to me if I am the sinner The blood on my hands does it mean guilt or does it mean we were both too weak for love? My smiles may have been fake And my words were never true In spite of all the pain I caused I can say I still want you My little goddess...
Submitted by Celtic Frost — Jun 18, 2026
Even more bitter than death is your higher and lofty cause to abuse those who suffer You don't care if they decay For entrance to your kingdom they'll pay I despise you You take what shouldn't be in your hands Only fools dream of things they cannot have wake up! Embrace the weak for they will follow Give them what they want, hope, faith Let your Lord dance on water Make sure the show goes on Make them an empty promise Quick, before the weak get strong Embrace the narrow-minded for they won't doubt Give them what they want, lies, lies Let your Lord share his wisdom Make sure they will obey How about a cheap confession? Quick, before Judgement Day What is it that you can't respect people? Is it your choice to follow the word of God? Than do so, I don't care but let go your vocation You always tried to hide the truth The ignorant hunger for explanations If we can't comprehend it must be the hand of God You'd rather devise a miracle than accept things as they are Well dear storyteller, don't you think it's time to reflect on your sins?
Submitted by Celtic Frost — Jun 18, 2026
Is there a king, the jester cried with a beautiful queen at his side? I only need one who isn't frightened when he sees my ugly face Show me a monarch, noble and brave Give me a reason to live My jokes, my face, they're all I can give Laugh at me, your majesty then I will be saved After years of sadness, continuous pain he found what he was looking for 'Seek and you will find' it wasn't in vain The honour was conferred upon him Nothing will pleases me more than one single smile Your royal face unbent... I would crawl for you bleed for you die for your Enslave me, gird at me for I'm just a paltry joke Oh gracious father, mighty Caesar your infinite greatness I'm not worthy With devotion he danced his way towards praise and assent The voice in his head told him to stay loyal until the end Strong was his faith in the righteousness of life Life, that gave him faith deadly as a knife Fragrant flowers fell to his share for he stayed in paradise The king had answered his prayers with hilarious laughter Until one day the king died... Why have you forsaken me? I can't do it on my own You were my everything you see please don't leave me here alone I hope you understand it's not easy to explain I shall take my life and follow him Here there's nothing more to gain
Submitted by Celtic Frost — Jun 18, 2026
Polluted with mankind The earth is now dying Raped by humanity Our planet is bleeding We'll pay our toll for living so reckless A ruined nature will survive our suicide Thermal polluted rivers choking aquatic life Forest destroyed by acid rain Oceans endangered by radioactive waste See our beautiful planet dying Aren't you ashamed of yourself With an endless greed you signed your death The only thing you can do now is cry Can our errors be erased so the downfall will be stopped Only God will know the answer So just hope we're not too late
Submitted by Celtic Frost — Jun 18, 2026
Stones as far as I can see I hate them melting into one I know they'll blame me for it In silence the stones will laugh at me When I get swallowed when I scream and cry It won't last forever because after a while I feel numbed and no one can hurt me Strong as as lion I'll defeat any man No river too wild, no mountain too high Indisputable wisdom flows increasingly through my veins I am God, you know I am I can feel no pain Thousand shades of giant birds are swarming on the wall Claws grasp me tight I can feel I lose control One instructs me to "let go off Mrs. Haigh" But I would rather die than allow this blasphemy They will never concede I can never leave this place Sentenced to fade away Megalomania, I heard, is why I stay I know they have more power although I am divine The tears I cry are useless My life isn't mine You know, I call them hangmen They are, more or less Maybe the stones here with me are my partners in distress
Submitted by Celtic Frost — Jun 18, 2026
Father, look into my eyes Watch my anger grow I'll make you listen to my cries some day... Always behind the curtains where no one will ever see the coward you really are But I know... You need her weakness to break the pride The fear in those swollen eyes Screams by no one heard The bitter taste of innocence will never go away Unless she resorts to madness Every day I try to tell but she doesn't seem to hear Run, what makes you stay? Run, oh please run away How many more tears do you need? How much more pain? For God's sake open your eyes and fly... I can still hear your silent screams no change, no flight Will you ever see the possibility to break your chains? Will you ever find the courage to let your love die?
Submitted by Celtic Frost — Jun 18, 2026
A silent night The stars shone bright But dark was the sky the birth of a devil In a pale moonlight at the holy birth-site A virgin gave birth to until then unknown evil Judas Iscariot the first victim of Christ who wanted the Christian madness to stop But the Nazerene son like death itself tied the noose around Judas' neck the world is not freed of the filth the son of God has brought Wars in his name Endless crusades Blood on the hand of who carry the cross Kneel before the cross and your life is lost Endless praise to your saviour A pathetic useless behaviour Hail to Iscariot they deceiver of your God Don't believe the lies Stand up against this barbarous Christ Once possessed by this vicious Christ you're doomed for life No return, no reverse, no way back no exorcism Once you gave your life away... The church you shall obey No freedom... no liberty Jealous looks at Satan's anarchy
Submitted by Celtic Frost — Jun 18, 2026
Loneliness will surround us like a heavy, black night Come back to me, my unknown God my sorrow, my last happiness Come back, pity the man who murdered you Desolate, shrinked, the man is crying without feelings of regret still proud of what he has become "God is dead, our unbelief killed him People are blind They denied him, I created him" Never I saw a man so ruthless, yet so polite Never I heard words so disconsolate He spilled the blood of those who mocked at him because "a sheep can't defy the will of his shephard" "Mankind still doesn't want to know it is the people who let us float to kill those who laugh is to spare those who weep Weep for the future, the future that is me" Loneliness will surround us like a heavy black night Come back to me, my unknown God my sorrow, my last happiness Come back, punish this man who is screaming: "I am the Übermensch"
Submitted by Celtic Frost — Jun 18, 2026