Stained Class

Racing' cross the heavens, straight into the dawn. Looking like a comet, slicing through the morn. Scorching the horizon, blazing to the land. Now he's here amongst us, the age of fire's at hand. Stand by for Exciter. Salvation is his task. Stand by for Exciter. Salvation bids to ask. Everything he touches fries into a crisp. Let him get close to you, so you're in his trip. First you'll smoke and smoulder, blister up and singe. When ignition hits you, the very soul of your being will cringe. Stand by for Exciter. Salvation is his task. Stand by for Exciter. Here he comes now. Fall to your knees and repent if you please. Who is this man, where is he from? Exciter comes for everyone. You'll never see him. But you will taste the fire upon your tongue. He's come to make you snap out of the state that you are in. Looks around and make you see the light again. So much self-indulgence results in shattered eyes. Predominant complacency leads to beguiling lies. Stand by for Exciter. Salvation is his task. Stand by for Exciter. Salvation bids to ask. When he leaps amidst us with combustive dance. All shall bear the branding of his thermal lance. Cauterizing masses melting into one. Only when there's order will his job be done. Stand by for Exciter. Salvation is his task. Stand by for Exciter. Here he comes now. Fall to your knees and repent if you please. Who is this man, where is he from? Exciter comes for everyone. You'll never see him. But you will taste the fire upon your tongue. Racing' cross the heavens, straight into the dawn. Looking like a comet, slicing through the morn. Scorching the horizon, blazing to the land. Now he's here amongst us, the age of fire's at hand. Stand by for Exciter. Stand by for Exciter. Stand by for Exciter. Stand by for Exciter.

Submitted by Immortal — Apr 24, 2025

The father's son, thy kingdom come, electric ecstasy, Deliver us from all the fuss and give us sanctuary. Lead us all into arena, magnificent in death. Well let us serenade the sinner, we'll follow in his step. White heat, red hot burns deep. White heat, red hot. The fury songs, venomous wrongs so rich in tragedy, An overture forever more to senseless victories. Give to us this day of glory the power and the kill. So we avoid the wrath and all the almighty fire of... ...White heat, red hot burns deep. White heat, red hot. The heat's hot burns a lot. Who are not cut out to fight this day will surely fall. The few who stand to take command forever and ever are men. Prepare to fight, unsheathe your scythe a ghastly beam of ill. To slice the life with blinding light and seventh dimensional skill. The centuries of dedication inherited 'til at last. From years of solar gladiation can only end in... ...White heat, red hot burns deep. White heat, red hot. The heat's hot burns a lot. Who are not cut out to fight this day will surely fall. The few who stand to take command forever and ever are men. White heat. Red hot. White heat. Red hot.

Submitted by Pestilence — Apr 24, 2025

Wild-eyed and tight fisted, I'm fused to the bone. I stand contemplating, reacting alone. Impaled with betrayal, the tourniquet turns. Society's creation, pole-axed out and burnt. Long ago when man was king, his heart was clean now he's stained class. Time has slashed each untouched thing, so now he's just a stained class king. Transfixed at deliverance, is this all there is? Faithless continuum, into the abyss. Fierce is my conviction, absolute my belief. I spit at you apathy and seducer deceit. Long ago when man was king, his heart was clean now he's stained class. Time has slashed each untouched thing, so now he's just a stained class king. Lethal, deadly, hung, drawn and quartered. He slaughtered and faltered and altered the world. But by doing so smashed all his hopes and utopian dreams. Whipping, stripping, peeling the flesh off, relentless and senseless. His lust snapped like vipers whose fangs sank in deep to infest and decay from the core. Impaled with betrayal, the tourniquet turns. Society's creation, pole-axed out and burnt. Long ago when man was king, his heart was clean now he's stained class. Time has slashed each untouched thing, so now he's just a stained class king. Stained class king.

Submitted by NecroLord — Apr 24, 2025

I came across a smoking field, pulsating afterglow. I saw a seering flash of light erupt and skyward go. I staggered back in dazed surprise, what was it I had seen? As I stood there mesmerized I heard my spirit scream. Invader, invader nearby. Invader, invader is nigh. This is the first of more to come in careful planned attacks. If it is so we must prepare defenses to fight back. The call is out throughout the world. United we must stand to build a line, strategic force, they will not take a man. Invader, invader nearby. Invader, invader is nigh. When they come to take control every man must play his role. They won't take our world away when the children we leave will have to believe in today. We warn you now, you things out there. Whatever you may send, we won't give in without a fight, a fight until the end. With vigilance by day and night our scanners trace the sky. A shield is sealed upon this earth, a shield you won't get by. Invader, invader nearby. Invader, invader is nigh. Invader, invader nearby. Invader, invader is nigh. Invader, invader nearby. Invader, invader is nigh. Invader, invader nearby. Invader, invader is nigh. Invader, invader nearby. Invader, invader is nigh.

Submitted by The Void — Apr 24, 2025

They laughed at their gods and fought them in vain. So he turned his back on them and left them in pain. Now here come the saints with their banners held high. Each one of them martyrs, quite willing to die. Wake the dead, the saints are in Hell. Wake the dead, they've come for the bell. Cover your fists, razor your spears. It's been our possession for 8,000 years. Fetch the scream eagles, unleash the wild cats. Set loose the king cobras and blood sucking bats. Wake the dead, the saints are in hell. Wake the dead, they've come for the bell. We are saints in hell. We are saints in hell. We're going down into the fire. We're going down into the fire. The streets run with blood from the mass mutilation. As carnage took toll for the bell. Abattoir, abattoir, mon Dieu quelle horreur. For a time it was like second hell. Saints in Hell. Saints in Hell. The battle is over, the saints are alive. How can we all thank you, we felt so despised. Saints in Hell. Saints in Hell. Saints in Hell. Saints in Hell. Saints in Hell. Saints in Hell.

Submitted by johnmansley — Apr 24, 2025

Who gives you the right to come here and tell me, I have to leave this place, my home. To you it's a jungle, to me it's a kingdom where my people are free there to roam. Born with the stars we are happy and peaceful 'til now we were left undisturbed. But you rupture the forests our gardens and fill them with filth from your cities unheard. Savage, who is savage? Leave your morals, stake your claim. Savage, you are savage! Modern man can take the blame. You poisoned my tribe with civilized progress, baptizing our blood with disease. You christened our bodies with sadness and suffering, saying then that your god is well-pleased. What have we done to deserve such injustice, explain to us please if you can. But you can't, no you can't, we can see it in your eyes, of us both who's the primitive man. Savage, who is savage? Leave your morals, stake your claim. Savage, you are savage! Modern man can take the blame. You poisoned my tribe with civilized progress, baptizing our blood with disease. You christened our bodies with sadness and suffering, saying then that your god is well-pleased. What have we done to deserve such injustice, explain to us please if you can. But you can't, no you can't, we can see it in your eyes, of us both who's the primitive man. Savage, savage. Savage, savage. Who's the savage? Modern man. Who's the savage? Modern man.

Submitted by Dahmers Fridge — Apr 24, 2025

He had enough, he couldn't take anymore. He'd found a place in his mind and slammed the door. No matter how they tried, they couldn't understand. They washed and dressed him, fed him by hand. I've left the world behind. I'm safe here in my mind. Free to speak with my own kind. This is my life, this is my life. I'll decide not you. Withdrawn he'd sit there, stare blank into space. No sign of life would flicker on his face. Until one day he smiled, it seemed as though with pride. The wind kissed him "goodbye" and then he died. I've left the world behind. I'm safe here in my mind. Free to speak with my own kind. This is my life, this is my life. I'll decide not you. Keep the world with all its sin. It's not fit for livin' in. I will start again. It can take forever and ever and ever and ever but I'll still win. How many like him are there still? But to us, all seem to have lost the will. They lie in thousands. Plagued and lost, is nothing worth this bitter cost? I've left the world behind. I'm safe here in my mind. Free to speak with my own kind. This is my life, this is my life. I'll decide not you. Keep the world with all its sin. It's not fit for livin' in. Beyond the realms of death.

Submitted by MetalElf — Apr 24, 2025

I heard a human voice who sang like no one else. I heard a proud lady singing loud. Lived her life as she liked, didn't give a damn. But soon she found she was underground and wasted. I watched her hitting notes as she strutted stage. Her body shook oh, she did her stuff. She screamed and quake, give and take, maybe took too much. If you take the smooth you gotta take the rough. Why do you have to die to be a hero. It's a shame a legend begins at its end. Why do you have to die if you're a hero. When there's still so many things to say unsaid. I heard a man's guitar electrify a crowd. I felt the sound shower 'round. He would take you with him where no music's been before. As you merged the power surge together. His music knew no limits if you were in it's wake. You had no choice, no, but hear its voice. You would listen hypnotized, and in a dream. But once so strong survive or become weak Why do you have to die to be a hero. It's a shame a legend begins at its end. Why do you have to die if you're a hero. When there's still so many things to say unsaid. If you gaze across timeless years you'll find them always there. Many gods will join the list compiled with dying care. Hungry mouths are waiting to bite the hand that feeds. So the living dead carry on immortal deeds. I saw on silver screen an actor's rise to fame. But fast car user lose. That legend's born from death and that is such a shame. 'Cos every year new ones appear. Why do you have to die to be a hero. It's a shame a legend begins at its end. Why do you have to die if you're a hero. When there's still so many things to say unsaid.

Submitted by Warbringer — Apr 24, 2025

Stand and face each other Don't know what to say But that look in your eyes Gives it all away You say you've got these feelings You can't put into words But you don't have to say a thing 'Cause I've already heard Give me one good reason Why this has to be That's all I'm asking for Don't say that it's over When you and I both know You can't put out this love The fire burns below We've been through so much together We've laughed and we've sometimes cried To say our love ain't working, well we Haven't really tried But why let's talk things over Love can't be bought and sold One more night together's what the future holds What the future holds Well, give me one good reason Why this has to be I said that's all I'm asking for Can't you see I said You can't put out the fire down below

Submitted by Celtic Frost — Apr 24, 2025

You could find a way to ease my passion. You listen to the blood flow in my veins. You hear the teaching of the wind. Tell her why I'm alive within. I can't find the words, my mind is dead. It's better by you, better than me. Guess you'll have to tell her how I tried. To speak up thoughts I've held so inside. Tell her now I got to go. Out in the streets and down the shore. Tell her the world's not much for living for. It's better by you, better than me. Everybody, everybody knows. Everybody, everybody knows. Better by you, better than me. You can tell what I want it to be. You can say what I only can see. It's better by you, better than me. Guess I'll have to change my way of living. Don't wanna really know the way I feel. Guess I'll learn to fight and kill. Tell her not to wait until they'll find my blood upon her windowsill. It's better by you, better than me. Everybody, everybody knows. Everybody, everybody knows. Better by you, better than me. You can say what I only can see. You can tell what I want it to be. It's better by you, better than me. Better by you better than me. You can tell what I want it to be. You can say what I only can see. It's better by you, better than me. Better by you, better than me.

Submitted by NecroGod — Nov 08, 2025