The Independence of Observation Choice

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My mind screams with a monster voice, With a dark phantom hidden under the mask. My eyes scream burnt in flames Its shadow rips me apart It drills holes in my pure heart, Bites with a sin, plies with madness. I felt...... A purple lust at the bottom of my mind Hands in the chains of time And fire..... Twined at his feet Like snakes around me Welcome my sin, the thorn of my heart The forge of my slip-ups, the tyrant of your own pride I pray no gods any longer I conceal the secrets of cold prophecies Solo: Bilmorgh I’m wrapping myself with his sweet flattery The heat of power has flashed in dumb hands And dance....... In the eyes of damned flames On the rings of eternal might And scream....... Trampling upon a bitter intention of lies Is a contempt to the glazed heroes Welcome crafty Demon, the slanderer of all truths I’m stroking your blasphemous dance like a sand

Submitted by Corpse Defiler — Apr 25, 2025

A head wrapped a thorn crown Hanged up on a treason's cross Raise a heavy eye-lids wait for sentence The world is burning with war's tire A masses stride in bloody wave Weight of sin press my mind My soul is burning with eternal Not closed wound A woman with desperate scream Is bearing a child. And you his soul Damn with sin Before me an abyss Born by a fault By your sin - God I perish! I perish! I perish! My last dance At your respect Your damned me by word I ashamed you Approached a great wrath's time And in a last his hour Fresh blood is floating

Submitted by Warbringer — Nov 16, 2025

You - looking at us with contempt You – endowed with sneer at the masses of oaves You – corrupt by the silent sin of forgiveness You - considering all a fuel to your gold carriages In the glass coffin I tear the last scrap of flesh out of my body Restraining from vampirism I count on myself only With my tired eyes I pierce the glass like with a sharp diamond With the last drop of my blood I tear apart the chains that bind me Cut off from hypocrisy I walk through the discovered layer of my inner self I'm rising!!!!!!!!!!!!!… I’m rising, above your dull belief Above the time of apocalyptic visions Above the infinity that surrounds you Above an exam in humanity Above the infinity that doesn’t concern you We are rising above the illusion of your rulers You – having your fingers on the pulse of false conflicts on survival You - having no more reasons to exist than we have Dead to your blind eyes, we are rising…

Submitted by johnmansley — Apr 25, 2025

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Dull natural instincts Desecrated human image A pious patter of crusades Had crushed ancient temples and cultures Christianity above all Their slashed and lame priests Selection in the name of morbid religion Hypocritical creators of society With a cross on their breasts and a sword at their side Your god is an antagonist!!!! Prayers have died down inside my walls The whisper of lust is stroking my hair I overcome my fear and perceive the truth Dignity and morality set my view dimension I shut my heart from all the liars With my consciousness on the insanity scales Lost in the night paths With an omni-thing I monitor the time Cursing my naivety I’m waiting for the wind I’m moving slowly like darkness Devouring my weakness precisely My mind like a clay, I’m sculpting my face I’m waiting for the wind It’s so sweet to cry in dream Blood is the only justice here And only patience leads to the truth And you, human, call yourself salvation Everlasting laws are forgotten An implacable god is silent Lakes of tears and suffering shed in the name of his Slaves of sin wither The old and the ailing do penance in the streets The worshippers of spiritual power Dust conceals a common sense Get up, awake your life It’s time to define yourself. It’s time to rise above humility

Submitted by Corpse Grinder — Apr 25, 2025

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Billions of cut off heads lay beside you! Billions of beings rot in your word! Billions of requests cut off like a dream Billions of conceived workers The dark, lonely body covered with a sinister shroud is waiting. Free from your presence, thoughts smoulder slowly… In the chapel of my eye sockets I’m dipping a pen And like in ink-bottle I’m dipping it in brain and urine Writing my salvation starting with: “God doesn’t exist in me!!!” “The God inside me is dead!!!” In frozen shape I'm dreaming of my free world And the law torn out of my tendons and veins. The colours of my persisting conceptions and The choices which aren’t amongst you. With the groan of depression I’m starting again Billions of requests cut off like a dream Billions of conceived workers Billions of fangs sinking in your larynxes Billions of furious bastards Sinking in your mud Fucking on the scaffold

Submitted by Lake of Tears — Apr 25, 2025

... ... ... ... ... We Are Really Delighted, We Provoked Disaster We Look Satisfied At The Ruins Of The Master Cause We Do Hate Gods!!! We Never Like Creatures, We Never Like Crowley We Hated Men's Guts, They Fucking' Betrayers We Claimed: "Stake" ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... Solo: Nameless Solo: Bilmorgh

Submitted by Corpse Grinder — Nov 16, 2025