Crwn Thy Frnicatr

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Submitted by Finntroll — Apr 18, 2026

We are suffering for the mistakes they made Because when the end comes, all that will be left is us We are suffering for the mistakes they made Because when the end comes, all that will be left is us That's where the agency That's where the agency That's where the agency Fetid simulation of this wretched congregation Disciples of the fallen and the heretic shall rise Narcissistic nation, severed tongues of blind dictation The serpent spoke this unto me through gilded light and lunacy Taste the fury That feeds the devils inside Fueled by torment Sin, sex, sickness and pride Parasite submission Parasitic condition Parasite slave culture Parasite, it's over Fetid simulation of this wretched congregation Disciples of the fallen and the heretic shall rise Narcissistic nation, severed tongues of blind dictation The serpent spoke this unto me through gilded light and lunacy Taste the fury That feeds the devils inside Fueled by torment Sin, sex, sickness and pride Parasite submission Parasitic condition Parasite slave culture Parasite, it's over Taste the fury That feeds the devils inside Fueled by torment Sin, sex, sickness and pride Taste the fury That feeds the devils inside Fueled by torment Sin, sex, sickness and pride

Submitted by Infernal Flame — Feb 22, 2026

This cancer eats the filth away Ran from slits so deep so dirty Fed the vile the childrens bane Yes this pestilence this lovers dream The flesh this plague assimilates The end of all: this slate wiped clean Eclipsing devotion with shallow disguise They prey on the fruit of the one they despise Eclipsing devotion with shallow disguise They prey on the fruit of the one they despise Better than suicide Better than suicide Better than suicide Better than suicide Better than suicide Better than suicide Better than suicide Better than suicide Disorder guilds the human filth Wrecked from fair perversity The wicked frails at touch the ill The children frisk in killing fields Dark rivers of corrosion flow And meet the shores of throes un-healed Eclipsing devotion with shallow disguise They prey on the fruit of the one they despise Eclipsing devotion with shallow disguise They prey on the fruit of the one they despise Eclipsing devotion with shallow disguise They prey on the fruit of the one they despise Eclipsing devotion with shallow disguise They prey on the fruit of the one they despise Eclipsing devotion with shallow disguise They prey on the fruit of the one they despise Eclipsing devotion with shallow disguise They prey on the fruit of the one they despise Better than suicide Better than suicide Better than suicide Better than suicide Better than suicide Better than suicide Better than suicide Better than suicide

Submitted by Infernal Flame — Feb 22, 2026

Suffered a legion of blood and despair Naked and twisted, scratching in this empty skin Perverse and destroyed A forgery of what used to be Drowning in the absence Of self-sustaining chemistry Delay, decay Filling up the cavity To staunch the sickly feeling of death, of death Killing me, the tragedy This torture scene is purity You will see inside of me The growing of this malady Do I fade away Do I gasp for air Do I live out a life that was preset Even if I struggle to the day I die Do I waste my time We'll just live out our lives anaesthetized

Submitted by Infernal Flame — Feb 22, 2026

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Submitted by Lake of Tears — Apr 18, 2026

They have no more power They have no room to deflower To end the fear, to end this pain We must cleanse this earth with the sulphur and rain Still you're all waiting for perdition's son Who needs your fucking god when I've got my gun? Forget flesh harvest That which brings us to our knees will separate our fantasies

Submitted by Infernal Flame — Feb 22, 2026

Poisoned by your creed Kill the faith to cure the sickness Down on your knees Prove to me you'll die for your belief And when I purge all the morals you breed To be clean, to be clean For the coming collapse of your dream Your scattered bones will build my effigy I wear the scar of the deceiver And in the end when I've turned your lives to dust And obliterated every trace of you from my mind I'll be free to make this world my own Don't cry to me, this is what you want This is what you asked for This is your prophecy And I've come to see it through

Submitted by Infernal Flame — Feb 22, 2026

You ripped the soul from the child in me You ripped the soul from the child in me Bow down to the land of the free Bow down to the world that made me Bow down to the world that made me Bow down to the world that made me Bow down to the world that made me Bury the nails into the one like me Consecrating the lies exalts false prophecy Tearing apart of man and all his goals Offers benedictions and wills to plague your... Soul is made, in God The taste of sulfur and rain The Christ now turns on man And brings him pain You ripped the soul from the child in me You ripped the soul from the child in me A gun to the temple of a world enslaved By the lies that bind us to a faded hope Ensures the perversion that you try to hide Will become as dust that will fade in time To take This world Of hate Of torture Our fate Will rest in hands That sow the seeds of rape

Submitted by Infernal Flame — Feb 22, 2026

Insipid dreams were flowing red A sea of sin from cattle that's been bled Unbeknownst until the end With their backs to life they'd rather be home instead Infected skin Serrated grin Where was life and where does death begin? This hallowed sin Won't spoil within Reveals a path, an exalted life to live Transcending life through sleep's decree This I wear, I shall taste debris Through rancor find serenity Visceral holocaust to see Unto the beast an image made Of broken flesh culled from the sharpest blade They say we men are wretched things So full of hate, lost hope and broken dreams Infected skin Serrated grin Where was life and where does death begin? This hallowed sin Won't spoil within Reveals a path, an exalted life to live Transcending life through sleep's decree This I wear, I shall taste debris Through rancor find serenity Visceral holocaust to see The cold, the steel, the razor, the blade The tighter the noose, the faster we fade

Submitted by Infernal Flame — Feb 22, 2026

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Submitted by SerpentEve — Apr 18, 2026

This life will see the feathers fall, and won't we all? (So graceful) While our dreams descend, these begging hands still cry of wanting, of needing The blackened nails drove deep within still have us bound To a tribulating, ever waiting, no way out save the blood on my hands Deceiver, receiver Creeps and crawls to and from the reaper One day I'll be just what you said that I could never be One day I'll leave you far behind, just like the time you left me These eyes have seen the bad ones This flesh has suffered underneath it all We can't all be just like the good ones Suffered, I suffered for you all I'll be the one to take the fall

Submitted by Infernal Flame — Feb 22, 2026