A Lethal Dose of American Hatred
Sweating, freezing, itching, bleeding, self-styled, poison, A Lethal meeting, face down, helpless in 48 hours SICKNESS Revolting, distorting, and changing for worsened, no one will Recognize exactly what’s wrong. You are denying and lying; No truth - pull up - You've lost you’re old friends they’ll never Return again, even when your senses return, again Sickness, self desired, self assured, with staff infection Nauseous and bloated, your best behind you now, irritate, Amputate, four burning lines, A blood coated ending to your life’s story SICKNESS Paranoia, schizophrenia, resembling, a picture of disabled fear The future is pestilence under your skin SICKNESS As gravity pulls you down and then under, the pain, it increases With every step you’re begging for the ending, The dragon is sending you - messages from the grim reaper's plans Sweating, freezing, itching till bleeding, self styled poison A lethal meeting, face down and helpless, terror engulfs us The sickness that saves us is killing us now
Submitted by Corpse Grinder — Apr 25, 2025
It's inside, I felt it then, I feel it now, I feel it now The turning point, waiting for it, a time bomb, I’m waiting for The turning point, to lead my life from endless rage, to rip out The page, expect the worst, you get the best, I’ll wait out the rest, The turning point. Waiting. Endless is waiting It will be just for me, not her or him or them with hands out Breaking free of the family, of the lawyers and the vampire Half wits - waiting for the turning point... Waiting for the turning point... I’m waiting; I’m fucking waiting Laid out, planned out, on my own it works out, frightful Desperate, unpredictably turns out. Desperate, frightful, Laid out, planned out, on my own it works out, waiting for The turning point to drive into me
Submitted by SerpentEve — Apr 25, 2025
Infamously marked by every generation known Somehow they look like, the dicks from generations old - But they're new! No one in here is trusted To kill everyone is to love everyone, do what you can till your busted, Then keep the word, then keep the word... DRESS LIKE A TARGET Never to be trusted, to kill anyone is to love everyone, Rise up and never be busted, so keep the word, so keep the word.. INFAMOUSLY Infamously hated, kill every generation known, it’s stupid that They look like, the generation fucking old, but they're new! They're new because the media says so They're new because the media likes it They're new because the media sucks up Grow your hair as long a hippies But we're not hippies We're slippys! Like the Manson family Dress like a target, target us With massive and sweatin hands Target us. 'Cause in your minds I'm afraid of you you don’t exist We're rising up
I had some friends once before, whose not much my friends anymore I was very influential in their lives (so they say) , and when I lost my Mind, they followed me though multiple deaths (Because) there we were on the floor, slumped over and sliding downward, with syringes hanging out of our arms, another night, anyway we could. I said TRUST ME The Destruction of a person builds character, invisible Another so called group of friends, can't seem to get off the needle now again Should I blame myself cause I introduced some of them to the devil? Or just realize the lord of light, fallen from heaven works also in mysterious ways
Submitted by MetalElf — Apr 25, 2025
Personal Insult till multiple Injury is in store for you not me They simply had to be calling out, calling out to me Blacked out, I blacked out with a hatred, I hate enough to see Personal insult leads to multi-injury Damn the eyes The ultimate fix is in, crawling though disease and ruins Enslavement of man begins, only the strong yet scared are Spared an early death Personal insult, till multiple injuries Personal insult, destroying Personal insult to multiple injuries Personal insult, on you, crushing Unholy war you will get, you can bet, it’s just bullshit A holy war you will get, you can bet, jihad is a joke Fight us, the American citizens, the most pissed off motherfuckers in the world.
Submitted by The Void — Apr 25, 2025
Call to the Darkness, the Wrath of the desert, skulls piled in A row, why didn't you see? Carry me back, drag me by foot Saving my life, slitting her throat, salting her wounds, never to Sit or stand again, one time One more mouthful fills it up, like a pig you're scared to swallow INSIDE, CULTURE, (IS) SLIDING The torture is endless, Its mental as well as physical designed to last a lifetime, Within tarot cards that you've been dealt. The wisdom of the usurpers, multiple stab wounds. Crawling out from underground Falling out, falling down, dimming lights, hollowed out bloodless Mannequin reveals the truth, Even though plastic all emotion is shown. Drive out, the demons of endless time, the ends of time Never to sit or stand again. Calling to something of ever unending, darker than infernal pitch, Holding us down with rusted cruel nails, A nail though my cock holds me. Hanging. Never yielding to the pressure forever something to the Wolves. Kicking and fighting, forever to the last, mastered by occult. From the past, die for me every second counts, die for me and learn To live with out, die for me buried where you stand. Die for me The ritual of the damned, kill yourself. The ultimate wave of battle, lay under the ground, attack from below. Killing with eyes wide, yesterday was the day. Brutality marks the end of simple times, The American smoke screen. The simplest task forgotten There's no way to fight when there's nothing to fight for. Bask in your life today, for tomorrow is the madman's turn, predictions Will soon begin to unravel quite quickly Never to sit or stand again.
Submitted by Grave666 — Apr 25, 2025
I flipped a switch, I know it wouldn't take long, you could Time me like whore. If I had six, you'd swear I had A Thousand, you can mop me up in the morning Cold, then fire, then cold, it's relentless The headache of old, is the last of the importance, I'll have And their then another, it’s to late to stop the glut. I'll go till my eyes roll shut, I'm fucked. Desperate buck, a spinning room, awake lost, across the street Pathetic luck, split lips, a broken wrist, a death threat.
Submitted by NecroGod — Apr 25, 2025
We're taking on, too much at once, tables turning, the traps are Set, we're sticking our big dick, into the business that hardly Concerns us, he's ignorant We're pissing off, our biggest rivals, with a shrug or a Shoulder. If we're going into this half-cocked we'll Get cold cocked, clean clocked. To Permanently kill yourself. To permanently kill your family To permanently kill your god, to permanently kill the rest of the Fucking population Malaise, contagious cadaver, indisposed of flowering bacterial Death display, some will cry that this is the vengeance of Death, and only to death, no great rewards Destined to lay, suspended like a fetus in the womb, your death Experience is common and sobering, to the radiating children Of the dead god
Submitted by Nargaroth — Apr 25, 2025
Congregation hear this, know this, the time will come, when we must Rise; we must be known. We're clearly heathens, not catholic, not Christian, not communist, (we're) barbarians and dangerous the absolute dark horse Anti Jesus Christ, no more of the coward Muhammads, extermination of The catholic guilty (thought suffocation), taking no pity on the Jewish elitists The calling, side ways, undetected, if might is truly right Joint us, help us, create an army of to rival china, pagans, Satanists, anarchists, and punks A heathen's war lies up ahead.
Submitted by Corpse Defiler — Apr 25, 2025
We'll never see, the light of Eyes, the twist of might, the Loss of sight, contracted Gate, reward of hate, forgotten Wisdom, the grinding flesh My god beats the fuck out of your god The father of plague, fallen from heaven For war, the ultimate war, the ultimate transgression Several times over, your safety compromised, the hated Race, the simple Emotion.
Submitted by Nargaroth — Apr 25, 2025
A blunt knife, kept out of sight, should be mandatory. To end a life (that's) a waste of time, a murder in the making Misunderstood, opposed to most, stock piling ammunition Unplugged, media, and mass confusion, That should keep us uninvolved I'm asking, what you are asking, the pressure on you all No balls, with out a soul, makes for no one, You're a nobody; don't act like a somebody, like everybody. A momma's boy, a fool's world, No contribution, to a world ruled by ignorance No drive It's calling, it's falling, it's falling, it's falling on top of me You broke your soul again. You murdered your only friend, a speck in the Atmosphere, killed and you'll never leave here A Knife Rises up from hell Come to my grave, and be saved, for I am the lord of the dad Menstruated blood gives me live, awakened by occult abuse
Submitted by Cyberwaste — Apr 25, 2025
Blind yourself, then visualize, a startling end with no tomorrow. The horror is the virus it travels faster It’s what embodies, the random fuck, the sleeper, The horror is the virus (it travels faster) One short fuck does the trick
Submitted by BloodShrine — Apr 25, 2025
Reading what you write alone, the ever-present fucking phone, Being what your not seeing, self centered in bad lighting Near sighted to a fault, with every day a grain of salt Rarely reliving it Sculpting statues of yourself, empty brain and stolen wealth Absorbed, in yourself, absorbed Lowly creature, fighting vainly crumbling inward, no lights Left to shine, Absorbing will that's inside Keep somewhat low until night Then come back for more Stay low
Submitted by Corpse Grinder — Apr 25, 2025