Nembutal
Vernal stench fills the air The dying ones, searching for a lair The queen is fair The king is dead Brown red stains soil their bed The distant cry from White Mountain vales The hours go by and we have lost the trails Your horrible and heavy breath The silent pilot comes at last: death! Then you can see a new day has begun But heavy clouds have blotted out the sun Nothing can be heard All is silent and black At the gates of dawn, no turning back "Steal the demons from my heart You had it coming, and now we are apart" The spring is calling at the door Death is death on the seventh floor There is cancer in the wind There is judgement for those who have sinned Oh, how I wished to see you smile But all that I touch I defile Thousand tears of the child bride In the house of mirrors, no place to hide In these halls echoes your cry You are hurt This world must die
Submitted by NecroLord — Jun 23, 2026
We fabricated Heaven To overcome Our anxiety of death
Submitted by NecroLord — Jun 23, 2026
I know where you live Satan's throne is there And I know that he has given you power To tread upon serpents and scorpions And over all the power of your enemies And nothing should be able to harm you But hear my warning! I saw another mighty angel descend from heaven He was wrapped in leather, with a rainbow over his head And his face shone like thousands of atom bombs And when he shouted the following words, seven thunders spoke "You are said to live but you are dead already Like all the others Like all the others"
Submitted by NecroLord — Jun 23, 2026
You are the dark cloud that shits blackness on us You are the sun of a misty morning in a concentration camp You are the pale eye of the Moon witnessing a rape of a retarded girl in the moors of Yorkshire You are the cry that can be heard from that house beyond the lake You are rain, playing a tune to the window of the one Who is, with tears in his eyes Sucking the barrel of his brother´s rifle In your valley the incest families reside You are the locked door that leads to the basement where Sarah was nineteen years old And we are here With our clenched hands And our sharpened knives Waiting Waiting And waiting
Submitted by NecroLord — Jun 23, 2026
"I want to have my throat slashed While violating the girl To whom I will have been able to say: You are the night."
Submitted by NecroLord — Jun 23, 2026
You are not coming You are already here
Submitted by NecroLord — Jun 23, 2026
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When inhaling with spirits, you better be aware Don ́t suck too deep their venomous air But when breathing the smoke of wisdom Your dreams come true You will find another world Paradise belongs to you Xanadu! You are ruining your life, they say, as if they knew so well Cause what you have is something else A gateway out of this hell Just relax, it ́s all here now A land where you can hide Break the bounds of consciousness Try to travel inside To touch the world unseen To see the Sun Wipe away that face of grey Rejoice! Have some fun Fill your lungs with the smoke of wisdom Let it take you to a better place Let it lead you to the final solution What a way to end your days Breathe Breathe Breath Death Breathe the smoke drifting from the burning cities Take a trip flying with the black clouds of death Take a trip with the essence of Armageddon Get higher and higher with every morbifical breath
Submitted by NecroLord — Jun 23, 2026