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OUT OF THE RAIN CONDUCTING THE CHOIR OF COLD WINDS BREATHING THE PUTRID AIR THAT NO ONE IS SUPPOSED TO INHALE AN UNFORESEEN OUTBREAK OF SLAUGHTER TO COME FORMING THE CIRCLE, CLIMBING THE WALLS AN UNFORESEEN OUTBREAK OF DEMONIC, PRIMAL FORCE THEY COME AGAIN A STONE MOAT THROUGH STYX, THE APOCALYPSE THE TORCH THAT SETS SILENCE TO HOWLING OF FLAMES THEY COME AGAIN OUT OF THE PAVED TRAIL OF RULES, MORALS AND LAWS NEVER AFRAID LIKE COMPULSIVE DESTRUCTION OF FIRE POISONING THE NIGHTGUARDS, BATTERING THE GATE AN UNFORSEEN OUTBREAK NEAR GATEWAY TO HELL AN UNFORSEEN OUTBREAK, THE TWILIGHT OF FLESH OUT OF THIS WORLD IT TRAVELLED AND FROM OUTSIDE THE WORLD IT BRINGS ITS LIFELESS ORDER THE LAW OF VOID
Submitted by Iron_Wraith — Jun 06, 2026
ALL I TOUCH GETS A WOUND, LACERATIONS AND CUTS THE AURA OF KNIVES COMPULSIVE AND HUNGRY FOR LIVES I'M INSIDE THE HIVE FAMOUS FOR POISONOUS BITES THE AURA OF KNIVES DANCING WITHIN ME AND ALL AROUND IT'S CUTTING UP MY HEART IT'S LEAVING MY FACE EYELESS IT'S CUTTING UP MY HEART IT'S MY WINGS, MY ARMS BUT I'M FINE MIDAS, THE PHRYGIAN BARD AS LONG AS YOU ALSO GET YOUR SHARE OF CUTS
Submitted by Iron_Wraith — Jun 06, 2026
Oh! Heart Eater! Conducting the howling - your symphony. Oh! Fire Breather! Setting myself ablaze Oh! Spine breaker! Bones in your hands for your timpani. Oh! Fleshwhipper! Setting myself ablaze. Rise! Rise! Demon-eyed, the flag ist raised beneath the clouds. Chaos grows, surrounding us faster than you realize.
Submitted by Iron_Wraith — Jun 06, 2026
HEAR THE EAR-SPLITTING PIED PIPER ON THE STYGIAN BANK LET HIM SPREAD HIS HYPNOTIC DISCORD AMONG THE LANDSCAPE OF PLAGUE DO YOU WONDER IF THERE IS A CHANCE THAT YOU WILL FOLLOW THE RATS? IS IT ANIMAL BONE IT IS MADE OF? THE DICE THAT SHALL DECIDE? "HUMAN" SOUNDS LIKE AN ACCUSATION, OR A STIGMA A CURSE WORD A WITCHHUNT A SLUR IT IS INSTINCT, NOT INTELLECT THAT KEEPS US ALIVE IT IS HATRED, NOT HAPPINESS THAT HELPS US MAKE IT THROUGH STRIFE AND YOU SHALL WORSHIP YOUR DERANGED GOD AND YES YOU WILL FOLLOW THE RATS AND YES YOU WILL BLEND INTO THE VERMIN FLOCK, LIKE YOU NEVER KNEW DIFFERENT LIFE
Submitted by Iron_Wraith — Jun 06, 2026
BLASPHEMY AGAINST CHAOS DESTRUCTIVE NO HAND PATH PURE COLD DISTILLED DEATH TRAMPLING THE BROKEN CHAOS STAR PURE BLASPHEMY AGAINST CHAOS SEVERED HAND, NO PATHS, NO LAWS NO BLACK MAGICIANS TO FOLLOW NO OCCULT TRADITIONS TO RESPECT NO WORDS OF WISDOM ACCEPTED, FROM ANYONE ACCLAIMED OPPOSING THE ORDER AND THE OPPOSITION, PURE HARM, PURE HATE ANARCHO-OCCULTISM BRUTAL VIOLATION OF BOTH ORDER AND ITS LACK BIBLE, HENOCH, GOETIA, BURNING SIDE BY SIDE
Submitted by Iron_Wraith — Jun 06, 2026
I WAS TOLD THAT THE WITCHES WILL TEACH ME HOW TO DANCE „COME HERE AND SEE THE FLICKERING LIGHT” THEY SAID. CLIFF DANCE, WRONG STEP - YOU FADE AWAY NO CHANCE FOR ANOTHER MISTAKE AGAIN SPIN, SHAKE LIKE A WHIRL, A PIROUETTE EPILEPTIC DANCE OF IAN AND A CHRISTIAN SAINT THE CLIFF EDGE, WRONG MOVE YOU FADE AWAY NO CHANCE FOR ANOTHER MISTAKE AGAIN SPIN, SHAKE LIKE A WHIRL, A PIROUETTE ANOTHER VICTIM OF SEIZURES ON SLIPPERY STAIRS
Submitted by Iron_Wraith — Jun 06, 2026
I WAS SEARCHING FOR DEATH WITH CLENCHED AND TIRED FISTS IN THE NIGHT AND THE RAIN TRULY OBSESSED BY THE NIGHTMARES I MAKE A LIVING OFF MY SPADE WITH CLENCHED AND TIRED FISTS IN THE NIGHT AND THE RAIN TRULY OBSESSED BY THE ... NIGHTSHIFTS I MAKE MY LIVING OFF MY SPADE THE SILENT HERO OF THE WORKING CLASS I MAKE MY LIVING RIGHT HERE UNDER THE SIGN OF THE BLACK-COLLAR I MAKE MY LIVING OFF MY SPADE THE MORBID HERO OF THE WORKING CLASS I MAKE MY LIVING ON NIGHTSHIFTS I MAKE MY LIVING OFF THE DEAD
Submitted by Iron_Wraith — Jun 06, 2026
THE CRUSTY TRIBE OF RAT LIKE OUTCASTS THE TUNNELS OF HELL THEY'RE WANDERING THROUGH BANNED FROM WELLS, BANNED FROM THE CITIES DWELLING IN DUNGEONS CURSED AND DOOMED ALTHOUGH THERE IS NOTHING FOR US UP THERE, EXCEPT TO PROVE TO FOES THAT WE'RE THE ONES TO LAST WE'LL SURVIVE, ADDING FUEL TO WILDFIRES FEEDING EVERLASTING BLACK FLAME IN OUR HEARTS THE CRUSTY TRIBE OF RAT LIKE OUTCASTS THE TUNNELS OF HELL THEY'RE WANDERING THROUGH ALTHOUGH THE DAILY LIFE IS NOT EVEN WORTH A SUICIDE, WE KNOW ALTHOUGH THE GOLD AND LIGHT CAUSE HEARTS TO ROT AND EYES GO BLIND, WE CRAWL WE CRAWL
Submitted by Iron_Wraith — Jun 06, 2026
EVEN THOUGH THE KEY HOLDER NAIVELY LETS YOU IN PATS YOU ON YOUR SHOULDER, AS IF YOU WEREN'T THAT BAD DON'T GO INSIDE, DON'T SING THE PACT – ALL YOUR WORDS CAN BE USED AGAINST YOU ALL YOUR DREAMS AND WISHES CAN BE USED AGAINST YOU FLAGELLANT! WEAR YOUR CILICE, WITH BLATANT, CAVEMAN PRIDE ALL THE SILENCE AND COMFORT IS JUST, TO LET YOUR GUARD DOWN WATCH OUT FOR THE FISHERMAN WHO WAS CRUCIFIED UPSIDE DOWN WHEN OFFERED A PEACEFUL LIFE – RENOUNCE, DECLINE, DENY WHEN OFFERED A HELPING HAND, DETACH IT FROM THE ARM FLAGELLANT! WEAR YOUR CILICE, WITH BLATANT, CAVEMAN PRIDE SAY NO SAY NO TO HEAVEN
Submitted by Iron_Wraith — Jun 06, 2026
LONG TIME AGO THEY WERE WHAT YOU ARE NOW AND QUITE SOON YOU WILL BE WHAT THEY ARE IT WAS NEVER ABOUT YOUR HUMAN LIFE AS THEY WILL EXPLAIN TO YOU WITH THEIR CLAWS WATCH OUT FOR THE SKIES, THEY ARE HERE TO CRUSH ON YOUR SHOULDERS WINGED THEY COME STRAIGHT FROM THE CAVERNS OF THE UNKNOWN STRAIGHT FROM THE RUINS OF THE UNDERWORLD IT IS NOT "REMEMBER YOU MUST DIE" NOW YOU ARE HUMAN NO MORE AND NOW IT IS – REPEAT AFTER ME - „NEVER FORGET THE SPLENDOROUS MOMENT OF YOUR DEATH” COMMENCE THE RAPTURE! YOU ARE ONE OF THEM NOW WINGED THEY COME STRAIGHT FROM THE CAVERNS OF THE UNKNOWN STRAIGHT FROM THE RUINS OF THE UNDERWORLD
Submitted by Iron_Wraith — Jun 06, 2026