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Poor wine into my glass wrath is rising Ignore forgiveness, below gets calling my name Here - the fool fives's forum Hear - the hallowed portals of my vice opening wide Particles of wrong vibrations Heineons inspiration Muses kissing me words and worlds Flowing my body with greed Hurting myself to reach hallucinations Kept to this world by tenuous strings The monstrous idea of hope ejaculates moribund cocoons I eat the flesh of my flesh Transfiguration of horrors I eat the flesh of my flesh Absolutions of horrors... To come Slowly un-citing the motion profane to all Waste my entrails and see the mistakes of time Ghastly inertia - Primer complexio Acts that remembered in the morning are futile Chaos subjugates all memories (all is now) In my fall I will drag you all Particles of wrong vibrations Heineons inspiration Muses kissing me words and worlds Flowing my body with greed Now I vomit ideas stuck in my lungs Words are but larves devouring my throat Hideous vaginal repulsion of consciousness Locking the industrial edge of principles.

Submitted by Nargaroth — Apr 25, 2025

Another senseless night Following ice and ice Trying to loose lucidity To preserve the little life left within me I the wanderer among all places forbidden A pilgrim born from the pits of humanity Yet something has risen from the shapeless multitude I see the lie but so many faith are built upon treachery To become a whore amidst the highest Sublimate by boreness: apostles of the night High speed away backward Cocaine Champagne and Pain Another church of the soulless Another sanctuary for the envious Here I dare like a puppet But the truth is I pull your strings God among pantomimes You'd sell your soul for one night of mine Gloomy after in the penthouse Crying and marble c Bukkake is the face of the child Someone bleeds in the pool Someone pulls in my blood So, is this it finally? Where shapes and sounds get lost? The luxurious side of the void Take my wrist for my nose won't take anymore Such pain in my wake But my eyes see now Nothing matters Going ever lower and lower No but a pale shadow wandering Till the last string is cut And the last line is said Shredding my place to eternity

Submitted by Celtic Frost — Apr 25, 2025

Pigs need masters and masters need pigs To follow they believe is going forward Hear me now as I bring you the hope I will destroy your future Ereasing words that built up nations And pigs still proud of the past Build yourself with blood and dust The hourglass is waiting and needs your time I despair the horrors of horrors - birth Abomination about all others - birth The hourglass is waiting The hourglass is waiting The hourglass is waiting The hourglass is waiting Dead inside Principles above all men divided Dead inside Sickness infecting the lunar frailty And stars sink in the patterns logic Undivine my sights Blind my faith Perverse angel, learn me the exclusive discipline of torments Rest - lies in the hands of death Hell's strange crest Life's opulent ordeal Reverse the silent ones REVOCATION REVOCATION REVOCATION REVOCATION Dead inside Views of inferior dwellings Minds saturated with guilt Narcotic narcissistic Luminaries among the blind The hourglass is waiting The hourglass is waiting The hourglass is waiting The hourglass is waiting

Submitted by Celtic Frost — Apr 25, 2025

Between chaos and harmony Between birth and genocide Between them and me "I" am nowhere Please let me be somewhere Please let me be someone Here nothing remains I am the nameless shadow Searching for his soul Bring me light Give me your night Lead me, it must be something Bring me light Give me your night Lead me, there must be something I want to live, I want to die I just want to be at your side But the symphony ends always to early Without a single sigh... Bring me light Give me your night Lead me, it must be something Bring me light Give me your night Lead me, there must be a meaning My skin is so alone My body is useless I am not, I no longer exist Nothing is yours, nothing is mine, Your're the substance who create names But will you understand that here, You are pure weakness? I am not, I'm no longer there I am not, I'm no longer there I am not, I'm no longer there I am not, I'm no longer there Bring me light Give me your night Lead me, it must be something Bring me light Give me your night Lead me, there must be a meaning I want to live, I want to die I just want to be at your side But the symphony ends always to early Without a single sigh... (Let me drift away) Please let me be somewhere Please let me be someone Please let me be somewhere Please let me be someone I used to dream that I had a life My blood is cold, cold as yours My heart is a void full of winds Suffering, sensless My veins are empty waiting for you Pleasure, senseless I reject their fake paradise Give me hell! I belong to you Let me see the colors of reality Reject / inject / loaded Between chaos and harmony Between birth and genocide Between them and me "I" am nowhere Let me be somewhere, nothing remains I am the nameless shadow searching for his soul I fall, I feel Hail to you mighty goddes Come to me, come in me At last.... I fall, I feel Surrounded by a deep black hole I start to see This hole of knowledge Carries me away I dont dream anymore I fly over; Over their life You are true within me Suffering as vector I am real within you Pleasure, as guide Now i live, now I die I'll be forever at your side The symphony starts As we drown in ecstasy

Submitted by Infernal Flame — Apr 25, 2025

Within the boundless void of the I Through the filters of endless writings I slide, oppressively drifting yet alone I feel divided Incurable... This pulse... Is this the blood of a tyrant? Or maybe a prophet's? Is this vital poison the lymph of a worm? The fathomsless crappy hole of consciousness, I design Like anal introspection, falling inwards. A regression to existence's upheaved, I cut The slices of dereliction, tumbling backwards Lost? Within myself? This is an actor's debt to reality Offering promises of heaven While hell's rotten tongues are still licking my mask Falling inside, in vain, seeking with fear The warm empty darkness of eternal slumber.

Submitted by Celtic Frost — Apr 25, 2025