Black Death Phantom
You have fallen now From the hand of God Come to my embrace Triumph of the Ram I will build this temple made from Rams horns A tribute to our darkened lord Come on in - We welcome you Light the candles - For the dead Burning evil - Scent of death Sense of power 13 years I built a structure made from rams horns Although the Christian faith tells me to be warned I watched it grow I made it bleed I never turned my back I saw the horn of the ram and I made it black
Submitted by Iron_Wraith — Jun 05, 2026
I am death death is me Killing people and setting them free Destroying your soul and burning your flesh Crushing my enemies I challenge the best Born of hell and sworn to hate They kept me locked in a cage Now I am free and know what to do Slaughter the children I'm coming for you Spreading death eternal hate Reach form the grave sin seals your fate Pledge of lies screams of fear Felling of hell your death is near Now I drink the blood from your veins Infectious disease drives me insane Seeing you die watching your death I worship sin and rip your flesh Death is coming or so it seems Rape your mind torture your dreams You are screaming no one hears I am created by all your fears
Submitted by Iron_Wraith — Jun 05, 2026
In the darkened corners of your mind Lurks a black and evil haunting of your soul Posessing your each and every thought Until perception becomes reality No significance To this subconcious malefactor Percieve a psychic power Delinquent miscreant Phantom No significance To this subconcious malefactor Percieve a psychic power Delinquent miscreant Phantom
Submitted by Iron_Wraith — Jun 05, 2026
Slaughtered remnants in the grave Rotting bodies is what I crave Serve me darkness I must consume Zombie feasting I must consume Sacrificial Zombie Deep in the earth I eat the flesh Raw and rancid the taste of death Desecrating your Gods name Burning holy till nothing remains
Submitted by Iron_Wraith — Jun 05, 2026
Winds shall blow Trees will bend The Moon rises Life does end When it's over My grave can scream Revel in my tales Living out the dream All of the misgivings My image does last Of a life not squandered But a sordid past There's no pain My only friend Do not mourn I want it to end When it's over My grave can scream Revel in my tales Living out the dream All of my misgivings My image does last Of a life not squandered But a sordid past
Submitted by Iron_Wraith — Jun 05, 2026
Dripping blood, blood from my hands Hands of fear, fear of death Death to God, God of gore Gore of guts, the guts of Christ The guts of Christ Follow fools, fools will die Dying world, world of sin Sin of man, man of gore Gore of guts, the guts of Christ The guts of Christ Faith of dark, darkened times Times of change, change will fall Fall to the beast, the beast of gore Gore of guts, the guts of Christ
Submitted by Iron_Wraith — Jun 05, 2026