A Thought Before the Kill
Earth is burning Birds are turning Smoke is rising Stench is biting Lives of millions Turned to ruins As they're talling War is calling The countdown has reached one past zero All numbers are negative These days are good days to kill some heroes We're only dying to live Nor Satan's disciples but simple human beings Sacrifice the world on the altar of greed Soon we'll be victims of nature's wrath The dollar sing will be our epitaph
Submitted by Celtic Frost — Jun 18, 2026
I've raped my mind beyond all emotions I am a part of your machines I am in control of everything I need But then I feel something stronger growing A malignant seed feeding on my pain and anger It demands atrocities And the sky is burning From the fate I still feel And my blood is boiling And I wonder it there's even enough time to think a thought before the kill Primitive aggression cold hard shots Violent satisfaction is a need Symptoms of the worst decadence within Death is just a joke on TV screens And the sky is burning From the fate I still feel And my blood is boiling And I wonder it there ever was the time To think a thought before the kill
Submitted by Celtic Frost — Jun 18, 2026
Denying what's real blind in faith Captured by fear of yourself Creating oppression instead of salvation Who is to carry your cross Sadistic ideals to detune good and evil To punish what's outside your norm Awaiting the grace of the final judgement Let us all praise damnation From the fires of inquisition To the crooked cross plague Few of them showed faith Most just proved to be fake Endless mercy is what you expect But nothing will be forgiven Who's to say that we all won't be sent To the hell by your religion Profession of faith Medieval rituals Morbid addiciton to the cross As to the Impaled Always the lord will forgive The messiahs of sellout Preach their word on TV Gurus of the holy payment Spread their greedy infamies
Submitted by Celtic Frost — Jun 18, 2026