Pictures of Death
“Human scum, come to me Iam your god, Iam your king I will show you your reality What your visual field can’t see Human scum, come to me Iam your god, Iam your king Take my little “Methadone dream” And to my chambers your soul is to be” Drug/Murder/Them And let the eight millimeters capture the end Drug/Murder/Them And let the film roll until the end The lens stare silently like the eyes of Satan Make it represent it to them Make the mask on your face underline your powers Faceless act of creation of art Drug/Murder/Them And let the film roll until the end Drug/Murder/Them And let the eight millimeters capture the end Force them to beg bleeding Then answer their prays with a twitch of the blade Make them cry fearing One little cut and he’ll see no longer the demise Faceless- behind the mask No- one will ever get you- for what anyway? Giving their lives a highlight instead of low- life living Hell!!! Murdering is art!!!
Submitted by Finntroll — Jun 22, 2026
Knife is sharpened, the mind is clear Everything is set to blaze my innovations Sobs are silent, but constantly present One minute to throatcuts nine I taste the blood, I taste the flesh I start to decorate the set now only with blood Cut myself with only slight touch Has to be in shape for the horrors to come May I forever remain in darkness (Eight down and one more to go I rejoice this man-made sculpture of hell on earth This family is to be my ink as I shall release the source of my purest art) Final touch, a signature I may say and this piece is ready for the world to be seen I raise my knife, place it in my eye and bang my face against the wall Enjoy the pain a while, taste my own blood, then smash my face into the ground
Submitted by Iron_Wraith — Jun 06, 2026
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Nightvision mode- black turns to green Cloak of darkness has been penetrated A shot from the hiding, do not redeem Reload, fatal blow, one more life has faded Paratroops close in to spread death To kiss the serpent, to breathe their last breath Inter Arma- inside the enemy line It’s either you or me- someone shall die Bullets caress the flesh, no matter whose Sun sets, visibility returns Nameless graves soon to be forgotten We head for another mission Bullets caress the flesh, no matter whose Take no prisoners, be ready to erase yourself Inter Arma - death sentence without the noose Inter Arma - blackest motherfucking blues Morning sun- men must chance position Trapped like rats yet heading for the kill Radio silence- hellish road to perdition Mission: Destroy completed- ultimate thrill Bullets caress the flesh… Nail the fuckers- kill them sons Trust your ally youre with them or sans Inter Arma- inside the enemy line It’s either you or me- someone must die The bullet rips my heart, into thousand pieces And the world went black, infront of my eyes I feel no pain, but I hear my enemies sing As they pick me up and throw me away They put me into nameless grave, yet still I feel Iam not safe I just can’t erase myself away Inter Arma - Someone shall die Inter Arma - Inside the enemy line Inter Arma - Death sentence without the noose
Submitted by Iron_Wraith — Jun 06, 2026
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