The Divine Art of Torture
I don't need your god I don't share your faith No saviour above No mortal restraints I live my life Without regret If this is sin I'll never repent No crown of thorns No holy grail Crucified for nothing Hung by invinsible nails Blaspheme, blaspheme, blaspheme The body of Christ
Submitted by Iron_Wraith — Apr 24, 2025
Fingers from the crypt Attached to friendish eyes Rising from below Regurgitated from beyond It's name-spoken Upon frayed lips of silence Twisted into form By the hands of death Strangled from within By an unseen force Inhuman strength Breathing poison fires Into rotten souls Of the dying
Submitted by johnmansley — Apr 24, 2025
Look into my eyes There's no sign of life Fabled tales of daemon Caress temptations bliss Like a splintered finger Removing poison from her lips Crawl into your brain Transforming thoughts to pain Tainted blood awakens Driving you insane The pulse of hybrid gods Rages through my veins Souls left screaming Abandoned by weeping graves Morphing into existence Skinless forms take shape Scars of apocalyptic genocide Born from the seeds of plague
Submitted by Nargaroth — Apr 24, 2025
For each single hit Time slowly ticks away Life has never been more depraved Will you last an hour For what it's worth No skills needed to perform the slay A gratifying sacrifice The undisputed highlight of the day Instant bliss Is to cast the first stone Constant bliss Is to cast the last Hammering thunders forth Succumbing to the mass hypnosis Triggered by the current event Tortures reaches a new barrier Abrupt incomprehensive behaviour Completion of the latest endeavor The older weapons of mankind Leave all avolution behind Disfiguration scores the game Violence has a new name Flesh nailed to the ground Flares of rage compound Ecstasy beyond control Last breath through open wounds Humanility public persecution
Submitted by Corpse Grinder — Nov 08, 2025
Haunting visions Addicted to gore Crimson images Living for horror Fucked up mind (I was) born this way Nightmare concert Cat in the brain Cannibals, torture Blood, guts, gore Giallo, slasher, horror Spiders, coffins, crypts Violence and mutilation I dream of sleeping Along side of the dead The comfort of maggots That live in my head Blessed by macabre hands Becoming deaths whore (My bible) inked in blood (It's called) rue morgue Fulci, Bava, Chandon Mendez, Marins, Carpenter Watkins, Hooper, Ciavarello Craven, Lynch, Cronenberg Kubric, Argento, Deodato Raimi, Lenzi, Van Bebber
Submitted by Morgoth — Apr 24, 2025
Enter the room Without a view Hacked up Then consumed Fresh defiled Inflicting wounds Snuff perversions Limbs removed Sick room Sick room Sick room Sick Sick room Sick room Sick room Choose your victim Ready to main Deviant masturbation Next level to pain Kill for pleasure Human insects Masochistic voyuer Addicted to death Sick room Sick room Sick room Sick Sick room Sick room Sick room
Submitted by johnmansley — Apr 24, 2025
Invoked upon alters Stained with blood Abominated waters Purify the beast Unforgiven Let the shackles crack The devil times five Rise The cleansing pain (of birth) Abominated kingdoms fall Death comes slowly Absinth falls like rain Succubus child awaken Black heart beating Do you feel alive Midnight necromancy I invoke thee I invoke thee I invoke thee With no name
Submitted by NecroLord — Apr 24, 2025
Left to rot Dried up, dying Draining life As we know it Rotting flesh Doesn't seem to bad Compared to the filth In which we're planted Beyond magick I've seen the other side There's nothing here for me I crave darkness Suffer the children In a paradise lost A moment frozen Killed by silence Echoing forbidden fruits Nothing but lies Sins of the father Passed on like plague Take me back To nothingness Away from the pain Eternal sleep Beckons me We are all Flowers of flesh and blood
Submitted by NecroLord — Apr 24, 2025
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Submitted by Pestilence — Apr 24, 2025
Spits in the face of god Cast an inverted shadow (Talons of) deprovation adorn Bloodshot eyes Dead as night Zé Do Caixão Unholy desires A torture garden Inside his soul His ways are sadistic In his quest for destiny Womb of innocence Defiled with his seed Spawning a superior race A bloodline of blasphemy
Submitted by Morgoth — Apr 24, 2025