Trample the Weak, Hurdle the Dead
Forced insurrection out of the mist of night Seeking the fog of a dawn gone wrong Kill without conscience or consciousness Single file cut through the storm Adrenaline spawns aggression Object overlord Fueled by cannon fodder Object overlord Force the human slaughter Object overlord Feed the meat grinder Death quota fulfilled Flesh boils like fever Fear is for the weak Shrapnel burst frenzy Rush across the beach Blood carried by the tide Covers faces and clothes There is no distinction Between friend and foe Turmoil begets turmoil when there are sadists in control Turmoil begets turmoil when there are sadists in control Triumphs in tragedy as we reach the front lines Foundations build a twisted canvas in hostility's design Violent altercations driven by instinct alone the reasons are irrelevant There are no rules here Only objectives to fill Object overlord Fueled by cannon fodder Object overlord Force the human slaughter Object overlord Feed the meat grinder Find the death quota fulfilled
Submitted by Immortal — Apr 25, 2025
The whole of the world is crippled by the pain of focus Advancement driving us to obliteration Our punishment sought through history's reprieve Self preservation giving way to a deeper sense of responsibility Alleviate the burden Equalize the imbalance of man Inherent motivation to self cleanse And self exterminate What is left to save? As virus spreads the land like manifest destiny A unilateral disgust is what binds us As one and against all Cost for sake of comfort We have nowhere else to go And rightfully so Exhausted every resource And conquered every woe We are left with nothing There is nowhere else to go The whole of the world is crippled by the pain of focus Advancement driving us to obliteration Our punishment sought through history's reprieve Self preservation giving way to a deeper sense of responsibility Alleviate the burden Equalize the imbalance of man Inherent motivation to self cleanse And self exterminate What is left to save? As virus spreads the land like manifest destiny A unilateral disgust is what binds us As one against ourselves Disavowed we scourge the earth Through the ground burn deep in the soil Leave no trace behind For the bane and enlightening of man Disavowed we scourge the earth Through the land tear deep at the roots The stars will breathe a sigh of relief We won't be coming back
Submitted by Grave666 — Apr 25, 2025
Corpse carried to the guardhouse The more things change the more they stay the same To coexist is to destroy yourself Godless factions, heathens, wage war arise Deviation won't be tolerated Eternally perpetuated mth has gone beyond the core of grief And leaves behind a path to how it must feel To be the creator in the times before creation Before their suffering could stir its troubled sleep The loneliness once faced pales to the shame of mankind's dawning The final act of penitence Deviation won't be tolerated Malignant delusions of the soul The only way to protect you from yourself Obey the fabrication or face imaginary punishment A new age will arise from the blood and the ignorance The final wishes of humanity are systematically ignored Your heaven never existed at all Deviation won't be tolerated Malignant delusions of the soul The only way to protect you from yourself Obey the fabrication or face imaginary punishment A new age will arise from the blood and the ignorance How it must feel to be reborn And follow black market peddlers of vice as messiah
Submitted by NecroLord — Apr 25, 2025
Released into the atmosphere The sky is rotten left Choke on the isolation Infection reflected Symbols of diplomacy are signs of weakness from above Instants time a thousand cultures turned to dust Horizon strewn with unmarked graves, a solace reached in self exile Luxuries of the depraved are all left to rot A lapse of bitter freedom With immortality impaired Picked clean by innovation and despair Afflicted cities erased from time Nerve gas caresses exposed skin Omens in tank tread impressions Intentional conflict was kindled Without insult or injury To cull this human flood All you have to do is breathe The solution is faultless A truth upon which we can all agree Trample the weak Hurdle the dead Released into the atmosphere The sky is rotten left choke on the isolation Infection reflected
Submitted by Pestilence — Apr 25, 2025
Being irrefutable A notion that the role of a conquering despot cannot be obscured by a morbid fascination with war Confessions gained under the pillory And the sequence of events leading up to the end of everytyhing collectively abandon what was seen and believed Cultivate deliberate illusions Keep them all in line The slate of history is wiped clean of its blemishes Scars so deep they must be burned to remove With no more past, there's no mistakes to repeat Only the purity of fresh disaster Victors are the victims in this gruesome display As fates are sealed through the strokes of pens All through the streets the people dance in revelry Although to me their songs of celebration Sound like cries to mourn the dead Spoils of the sycophant through deviance rise through the ranks Too bleak and obscene to be a thrall Spoils of the sycophant Spoils of the sycophant Their voices so quick to fade My echo will forever remain Their voices so quick to fade My echo will forever remain Confessions gained under the pillory Are the sequence of events leading up to the end of everything Collectively abandon what was seen and believed cultivate deliberate illusions Keep them all in line Recognize the impact of power ephemeral I feel a pity that is quickly repressed Man becomes ruins Ruins become sand Sand washes away
Submitted by johnmansley — Apr 25, 2025
Battlescared and weatherworn Light absorbs and nulls the schism between lines of emptiness and form Indifference to death Is not a reaction but rather a cause for alarm Distinctive wisdom No longer plauged by desire When abandoned trappings of flesh INdifference to death is a reaction To the demands of time Endvisioned Realms beyond barbwire enmity and ironclad scorn Obscolete in purpose When will is not one's own Existence falters In the wake of illusions Come to pass Endivisioned Realms beyond barbwire enmity and ironclad scorn Obscolete in purpose When will is not one's own We are not here Yet pain is proof of being Life is a contradiction A less than noble cause Even in death when one forgoes the pleasure of creating victims One becomes a victim oneself Renounce the fixture of the summary Declaration against tangibility We are not here Yet pain is proof of being Life is a contradiciton A less than noble cause Witness to the death of passion And to the clarity of thought Endvisioned A spectre of the end when memory Decomposed as fast as emotion Endvisioned Realms beyond barbwire enmity and ironclad scorn Obsolete in purpose When will is not one's own
Submitted by NecroGod — Apr 25, 2025
Process of data in unconventional forms Strife between instinct and a reality that's flawed Revere and embrace mass hysteria Having the power to nullify The perilous nature of a rational mind is a blight Vast burial pits Seen it all before Where is the argument when every side is wrong Waves upon waves Without regard For the public execution of reason Waves upon waves Without regard For the public execution of reason Dispel the concept of winning There's only degrees of loss Overindulge on denial of self There are only degrees of loss Martyrdom's delusion has proven nothing at all Equality of opposite extremes has proven nothing Process of data in unconvetional means strife between instinct and a reality that's flawed revere and embrace mass hysteria Having the power to nullify The perilous nature of a rational mind is blighted
Submitted by Dahmers Fridge — Apr 25, 2025
The world today is such a wicked place Fighting going on between the human race People got to work just to earn their bread While people just across the sea are counting their dead A politician's job they say is very high For he has to choose who's got to go out and die They can put a man on the moon quite easy while people here on earth are dying of all diseases A woman goes to work every day after day She just goes to work just to earn her pay Child sitting by but his life's much harder he doesn't even know who is his father
Submitted by Immortal — Nov 08, 2025