Wine Will Turn to Blood Again

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Just one night to change our lives, To turn us into different people, Turn us into murderers, To send us all to hell! It was quite a thrill - no doubt - But once a lifetime's yet too much. In my mind, the screams -so loud - Will never disappear! Hope springs eternal! This burden is a piercing pain Forever on our mind And all hope is in vain. In fear, we're bleeding, For punishment praying. Catharsis through death, Not through our conscience decaying! Floating on lakes of liquor, Horizons shined bloodred. "Who's man enough to kill a man And who will not regret? We're drunk, we're friends, Never will they get us - We take this to our graves, 'Till then, our mind enslaves us!" Hope springs eternal! This burden is a piercing pain Forever on our mind And all hope is in vain. In fear, we're bleeding, For punishment praying. Catharsis through death, Not through our conscience decaying! "No! Break the silence! We are here to create our fate! We should smile and think of better days And let disappear the blade. No one, never ever say a word! Hopeless springs eternal - This night remains unheard" He just walked by, The blade shined bright, it lit our sight “Alcohol, our friendly guide, Good idea – hell yeah!- alright!" His flesh swallowed the blade, Cut his throat, he squeals so loud, Sorry, Mr. Noonenknows, sorry Mr. Neverfound! Never we had hope in life, From now on, we are different. It's no luck but my first hope To get rid of my inner strife. “Surrender” is an evil word, But just faint hearts try to hide. Still, being found won't help to find A way to relieve our mind! In fear, we're bleeding, For punishment praying. Catharsis through death, Not through our conscience decaying!

Submitted by Corpse Defiler — Apr 26, 2025

I step in and all I smell is concrete dust, Windows broken, relicts of fear unspoken. Nothing's there except the dusty air, A wood-brown door turned grey - signs of decay On a wall, a child has drawn with chalk A man without a mouth, he weeps but cannot talk. Sutured by his memory, maybe by what he saw The scenes of agony, of grief and war. In this dream, I cannot see myself! I walk room to room, from house to house, into the streets, Stumbling over carcasses wherever my path leads. Knowing this could happen anywhere, this is my future, I don’t care, It is beyond my lifetime, I'm not the one who feeds the beast. I feel guilt that I won't take! History's not my mistake! Really bad it all has been What in my dreams I have seen. I feel guilt that I won't take! History's not my mistake! I don't say that I'm not sorry, I just say: I don't worry! Compassion I can feel, But I don't feel the fear. I feel like I was there, But I know I am here. I know that all the things I see and dream are real — But not for me! There enough problems my own life bears, Every day so close to death and no one cares! I feel guilt that I won't take! History's not my mistake! Really bad it all has been What in my dreams I have seen. I feel guilt that I won't take! History's not my mistake! I don't say that I'm not sorry, I just say: I don't worry!

Submitted by Finntroll — Apr 26, 2025

Should I open a maggot ranch? Or better choose the death in fire? Epically burned in the middle of a lake Like a true heavy metal sire. I don’t really care what happens to my body It will vanish, burn or rot. But the funeral should be really odd - I wrote it down! What to do in the end? It’s all in my dead body testament. Just my hull without a soul, Beyond the grave, there’s no control. No one knows what will be: Eternal sorrow or serenity? Eating grapes in paradise, Or being barbecued for all the lies? It’s all in my dead body testament. So do your bloody work! If you want, just lay me down in flora And see what fauna’s doing to me. Flesh flies will claim my body So just like in life it will be. I don’t really care what happens to my body It will vanish, burn or rot. But there are some lines in my testament Saying it should be odd. What to do in the end? It’s all in my dead body testament. Just my hull without a soul Beyond the grave, there’s no control. No one knows what will be: Eternal sorrow or serenity? Eating grapes in paradise, Or being barbecued for all the lies? It’s all in my dead body testament. So do your bloody work! I know that you will be creative Whatever you’re gonna choose. Conserve me in a bottle of liquor. A tasty booze with the color of ooze! So keep my corpse for the upcoming shows. That’s a lot more striking than a pig’s head. Every eye will be caught: The first band member dead! What to do in the end? It’s all in my dead body testament. No one knows what will be: Eternal sorrow or serenity? Eating grapes in paradise, Or being barbecued for all the lies? Dead body testament No one knows what will be: Eternal pain or serenity?

Submitted by Corpse Grinder — Apr 26, 2025

There is a thing you missed to give: A guiding line to follow. Build me walls that are not hollow, Tell me not how I should live. I feel like I was born alone In a house that was no home, In storms of stench, a wasteland, You never did hold my hand. Revenge is lusting in your heart, Hate becomes your silent guard, You reach a point of no return, And freedom you will learn! You will learn to fly, not to cry, Born to rule, not as a fool. I am a beast from your breed! The day will come, I take the lead! Inner beast, break free, And death will be. I am a beast from your breed! The day will come, I take the lead! I missed the warm and saving hands And so I missed every chance To escape from this hell. This is my farewell! In a life shattered like mine, In a house cruel like thine, I am a beast from your breed! The day will come, I take the lead! I see it’s not too late. While you try to watch me die I will try to fly away With blood, to change my fate! Learn to fly, not to cry, Born to rule, not as a fool. I am a beast from your breed! The day will come, I take the lead! Inner beast, break free, And death will be. I am a beast from your breed! The day will come, I take the lead!

Submitted by Sexy Gargoyle — Apr 26, 2025

Once I saw a weak man standing right in front of me. He was crippled, frail and his dark eyes I couldn't see. His feet could hardly keep him up, he almost fell, Four words he whispered: I go to hell! Something you did wrong! "Life has made me weak." He goes on: "Once I was strong." - I don't care, I'm not that aware! A failed man you are, You have gone too far. Calm down take a rest to take some weight of your chest! Hero you'll never be. The sky you'll never see. Calm down take a rest To take some weight of your chest! There is no more to take, Give your heart a break! The failed man you are Pushed it too far. Calm down take a rest To take some weight of your chest! Hero you'll never be. The sky you'll never see. Calm down take a rest To take some weight of your chest! Run out of life! Self-destructive drive! Please come down and take a rest To take some weight of your chest! Realize you've gone too far! Maybe it is not too late to try to escape your fate, But the sky you'll never see! Look at you! Take one good look! In half a year you're nothing more than dust is. If you ask me: This is Justice! You look like a living scarecrow with a bottle of strong rum. Your skin fells like a piece of paper – what have you become? There is more alcohol than life in your veins. Your flesh taints! You have pierced a bleeding hole Into the beauty of your soul. Please come down and take a rest To take some weight of your chest! Realize you've gone too far! Maybe it is not too late to try to escape your fate, But the sky you'll never see! I feel glass instead of skin When I try to take your hand. In your face I see a grin, In this mirror all I see A skeleton of what once was me!

Submitted by MetalElf — Apr 26, 2025

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Born by hazard, driven by chaos, Killed by the undefined Random reality! There’s no justice, only coincidence, Prayers remain unheard, The strong dictate the fate. Blame someone for misfortune Accuse! – Punish! – Kill! All we need’s a scapegoat Responsible for misery. Losing grip on reality In a world man cannot see. If everything is meaningless Let’s seek to kill – seek to kill! Losing grip on reality. Are you the one to bleed? For the course of history Let’s seek to kill – seek to kill! Born by hazard, driven by chaos, Killed by the undefined A random reality! There’s no system, no structure, no plan! But we need a guilty man we can indict and hate. So who's the scapegoat? Just roll the dice of fate. The gods of chaos Will show us whom to slay. Our violence needs a valve! Kill! Born by hazard, Driven by chaos, Killed by the undefined A random reality! No explanation for death and misery. We can’t accept this! Victims of insanity! Losing grip on reality (So who's the scapegoat?) Are you the one to bleed? (Just roll the dice of fate) For the course of history (The gods of chaos) Show us whom to slay in this random reality!

Submitted by Pestilence — Apr 26, 2025

The skies that once shined blue for us We're overwhelmed by a cold night. A tempest rises and tears us apart, With thunder and lightning, it swallows all light! We're on the edge to lose it all, Less than a step and we will fall. Through the seas of clouds we dive Before in sanity, we arrive. All last years they made us sad, Hope their conscience now makes them mad. Soon we'll be awakened with all our grief taken The wind of change rushes your hair And blows away what was so rare. We're on the edge, we’re on the edge to lose it all, Less than a step and we will fall Through the seas; through the seas of clouds, we dive Before in sanity, we arrive. Every minute we waste is a minute too much, We waste no more time leading this life. Every minute we waste is a minute too much, We waste no more time living this hell! A final look into your eyes, They're full of love and freed from lies To eternity, we rise...

Submitted by Infernal Flame — Apr 26, 2025

Time is running out. So many years went by. What we dreamed – what we promised It seems so far away. Already you're tired Of being yourself. You choose to be another – Just the next in line. Go the predicted way. You choose to decay While still alive. The man you were committed suicide, Adopted to the hive. They command you follow. Your mind in chains. Addicted to illusions – Pretending to be happy Wormed into normal life. Once we called you friend And did you ever understand? Do you know the term ideal? Your words, they were not real. In nothing, you believe! Time is running out. So many years went by. Lost in void – to inanity Equality reigns your day. Why did you abandon? Betraying dreams! Your fight is over – our has begun! We won’t give up – we will go on! Once we called you friend. Did you ever understand? In nothing, you believe, Not even in yourself! You chose to wear a mask, The face was thrown away, We still know for what we live, The way we are, we stay! All your dreams are gone. Your former self is killed - Self-killed dreams - In nothing, you believe.

Submitted by Corpse Defiler — Apr 26, 2025

What really drives us is not in the sky - It slithers through the waters of our mind! At any time, mankind ceases to be The earth will sigh on this fair day for being free A chaos rule! A ruling tool! We will be next, Long live the cruel! Mankind’s crippled with broken legs, We will all fall, we will be next! On golden spoons, we're serving chaos to the fools, Sweet of taste, but it predicts failures. The value of humanity has drowned in seas of selfishness. Everyone's a rebel against everyone and nothing. We are herds of brainwashed nerds, A violent breed while mankind dies. 2000 years of violence and depression, justified by the crucified! Breeding and feeding a new kind of fear To rule the hearts of all alive. A chaos rule! A ruling tool! We will be next, Long live the cruel! Wine will turn to blood again! Who will burn in the end? On golden spoons, we're serving chaos, Sweet of taste, but it predicts failures.

Submitted by Cyberwaste — Apr 26, 2025