Gravkammer
Alas! The Lord is dead! Their screams of insane could make my ears bleed And vomit burst out outside Eternal hysteria about his dead flesh Will never leave their distant minds Yuuuk! Fucking jesushead morons! Yuuuk! No bullets to calm down you all Alas! The Lord is dead! Alas! The Lord is fucking dead! The screams of insane could make my ears bleed And vomit burst out outside Eternal mystery about his rotting flesh Will never leave their poisoned minds Yuuuk! Fucking brainwashed suckers! Yuuuk! No bullets to make you all sleep forever Alas! The Lord is dead! Alas! The Lord is fucking dead!
Submitted by BloodShrine — May 09, 2026
Glorify his name The great and insane Justify your refuse To kneel before his sanctity Burn in fire of Domini Canes Befouler of his image and likeness Burn in fire once and for all In nomine patris et filli et spiritus sancti Oh mud under a hoof of horned lord Where are your wings of holy Breed? God chosen tribe will tear your flesh in a name of a Golden Calf Just take me away to another world Where God is not exist in real I open my eyes and see what’s unseen And no more feel a fear Oh blood on a horns of the Lord Is a blood of sacrifice Blood-soil-grapes and vine Is eternal circle of times Ecce Aucila Domini Et verbum caro factum est
Submitted by BloodShrine — May 09, 2026