My Own Grave
EP • 2007
By birth dismemberment Branded for conformity handed a sign Idiosyncratic deterioration Nurtured by sheep among the hounds Justify! - Lies harness my life If you live by the cross then die by the cross like the dog you are! Servant of the light - Crucified! Born in a tomb, existence denied, you'll die as you lived in a tomb you will rot! Rendered blind Gagged and bound Buried deep Left to rot Inferiror minds Cultist fuel on a withered pyre Delusional greed Decrepit spawn of the leech Humble eyes Imprisoning a raging fire Sacred amity Euthanasia-fated creed Higher life - Lord of flies! Insolent behind your mask, are you willing to pay the price? Your sacrifice will resound for aeons through others' demise Disgust! Contempt! Despise! Mortar in a mortal design A vessel to fill with their ill doctrine Thus you'll never see The world for you will never be!
Submitted by Warbringer — Apr 25, 2025
Burial, stigmatic scar-diminished flesh Like ashes now descending failing memories of pain Corridors, unearthly tomb, disciples of the false Crumbling halls, tearing down the filthy cloth Scorned monestary of worms Womb of enfamished ruck Downward maelstrom born of sin Bloodless heart and lifeless skin The poison image Depleted life Distorted archaic design Burning holes of qualm beneath Below the ruins, above the weak Unhallowed, perfected glory Bled to death yet reborn unholy The poison image Depleted life Burning holes of qualm beneath Below the ruins, above the weak Fetters crushed Pariah - the role set up to mock
Submitted by Morgoth — Apr 25, 2025
In his house at R'Lyeh dead Cthulhu waits dreaming Fog rises from the blackest of depths Filled with dreams of Leviathan's caves and all that lies therein Fragments spread throughout the world of man So he will never forget what has been The cliff's edge is the end of the earth listen to the songs of the sea Is it possible to climb to the top of the world, can one's mind accept what dwells atop? Remnants from a time since long lost Consciousness manifested through abominations Abominations of the abyss Calling forth the holocaust The rift in what we call reality will grow until there's no more room for us, mankind Hear the songs of the ancient gods Lurkers in the dark Invocations of the elders, Ia Cthulhu! That which is not dead just sleeps Dreaming in the depths Sunken cities since long gone but not to be Forever buried! That is not dead which can eternal lie Yet with strange aeons even death may die!
The serpent coils are shifting black wearing pale With crown of thorns for horns The beast was tamed Man's endless thirst for a new god By earthly wealth was quenched What conceit is it not to be unfaithful to the fate of man. How grand the deception when head disobeys the mind. False idols and iconry sworn apostles of hypocrisy. A lifeless tail to slither in the dirt beneath a crooked cross. Bury Eden, burn it to the ground now behold the remains Is the chain rendered useless without master without head God Forbid Behold the righteous Behold the tamed Behold voracious nature conceiled in a gilded cage Thou shalt not steal or murder In no other's name than mine Honor now your holy father And thy will be done Bury Eden, burn it to the ground now behold the remains Is the chain rendered useless without master without head God Forbid
Submitted by Infernal Flame — Apr 25, 2025
Righteous mask, putrid stench of decades past This ancient stone shall crumble and fall to ruin we were sentenced, to rule we are entailed Biding our time in calm peace and blasphemy Awoken from our anxious sleep with daggers to our necks Dust now blown from shield and sheath, the hunt is on (is on) Mercy none for the scum giving none to others A vengeance swift and savage to even out the numbers Bloodsea ridges invocations of the storm The rightful kill is mother earth's for the taking Today shall draw the line and let the rope run tight Round their necks 'til the fire of life has left their eyes String them up 'til the bells of war have lost their chime Round by round, let the force of retribution sow Cross after cross after cross on a godless shore Depicted in your scrolls as a monument of evil Dehumanizing faith to mold the human clay And so you die with the promise of a sacred land Yet in death's eyes we're all corpses all the same In the absence of light only darkness will thrive and death shall prosper Round their necks 'til the fire of life has left their eyes String them up 'til the bells of war have lost their chime Round by round, let the force of retribution sow Cross after cross after cross on a godless shore Hold you down as you gasp for air Drive the cleaver further down Bind those hands that clutch for light Let the rope run... Hold you down as you gasp for air Drive the cleaver further down Bind those hands that clutch for light Let the rope run tight Round their necks 'til the fire of life has left their eyes String them up 'til the bells of war have lost their chime Round by round, let the force of retribution sow Cross after cross after cross on a godless shore
Submitted by MetalElf — Apr 25, 2025
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