Born To Be Buried Alive

I HANG BOLTED UPON THE WALL OF PAIN NAILED LIKE A TROPHY HEAD GUTTED AND OBSCENELY SPREAD FLESH COLLECTOR HE´S THE GUTTER OF THE DEAD A CREATURE CORRUPTED GUT THE BEST OF ME NOW LICKING THE WOUNDS FROM WHICH I BLEED RIPPING MYSELF LOOSE FROM THE NAILS THAT HOLD ME STEEL AND RUST LEAVING MY BATTERED FLESH CRAWLING TOWARDS THE EXIT ONLY TO REALIZE I´M SUBMERGED IN A CELLAR DEVOID OF ALL ESCAPE AND HERE I LAY GUTTED AWAITING THE END TO BE A PART OF A COLLECTION I WANTED TO BE MY OWN

Submitted by Pestilence — Apr 25, 2025

CONCEIVED IN A CASKET GROWN IN A ROTTEN WOMB FETAL ROT BREEDING STILL OBSCENITY OF MOULDING FLESH DELIVERED INTO UNLIFE SUCKLING A FERMENTING TEET SWALLOWING ONLY WORMS EMERGING FROM THE SOIL HORRID SICKNESS CRAWLING UP THROUGH THE DIRT UNDEATH RISING SLOW YOU WERE BORN FROM FILTH SOON TO BE THROWN BACK ANOTHER END IS NIGH BORN ONLY TO BE BURIED ALIVE

Submitted by NecroGod — Apr 25, 2025

THROUGH AEONS OF FUNERALS ALL THINGS THAT SHOULD NOT BE STILL THRIVE OBESED FESTERING AND FEEDING SPEWING THEIR ULCEROUS FOG CATACOMBS EVOLVES INTO BOGS DAMPENED CAVERNS HARBORING WHAT SHOULD NEVER BEEN BORN THROUGH THE HUMAN CESSPOOL SLUMBERING SICKNESS BREEDS EXPANDING FROM THE ROT INTO A PROCREANT BEAST IT HAS BEGUN AGAIN THE PROCREATION FEAST A NEWBORN PUTRIDITY THE MORBIDLY OBSCENE THE PROCREATION OF THE MORBIDLY OBSCENE HAS COME TO EXIST IN A DAWN OF SPEW

Submitted by Corpse Defiler — Apr 25, 2025

THEY ALL HAVE FROZEN HEARTS THEIR SOULS ARE COLD LIKE SHEEP THEY SCATTER WHEN TRUTH AS TIMES ERUPT LIKE STABBING FROZEN GROUND THEIR FLESH IS SO COLD SOON TO BE THAWING THROUGH A CARBONIZED RESURRECTION NO MORE BLADES AND SPIKES NOW I BATHE THEM NO MORE KNIVES AND CHAINS I JUST SUBMERGE THEM IN FLAME THEN FIRE AWAKENS THEM IN CLEANSING DEFLESHMENT THEY BURN SO WELL A CARBONIZED RESURRECTION

Submitted by Infernal Flame — Apr 25, 2025

THE SKIES TURN TO SULPHUR THE VORTEX HAS OPENED AGAIN RIDDING THIS PLACE OF LIFE THEY NOW ASCEND AS THEY ARRIVE TO ENTHRONE THIS WORLD ENTERS THE HORRORS OF THE ANCIENT´S RETURN A CHAOTIC UPHEAVAL BEGINS THEIR REIGN IMMENSE HATRED SWEEPS THE WORLD WINGS OF ABOMINATION DESCEND THROUGH STORMS THEIR ARRIVAL COME CREATURES OF AEONS PAST REIGN AGAIN THE RETURN OF HORROR THE NEW DAWN IS HERE FOREVER TO BE THE RETURN OF HORROR

Submitted by Celtic Frost — Apr 25, 2025

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