Szron
Album • 2012
Piece by piece I reduce my existence on this fucking planet intoxicating the wind tormenting the flesh its supposed the great values and virtues falling deeper into insignificance into the all - nothing Minus ultra its blaze diminishing into blackness deep there lurks Satan scraping off all the masks from from the flesh ripping the mind into shreds insanity! self induced a narrow path for the chosen few of the Devil of the Lord of all Darkness the self - reduced to a shard of Thine Shadow sharp, lethal its point pierce the lifes of all in the despised light of day they call life we kill all there is in sight
Submitted by Pestilence — Apr 24, 2025
Every day I walk the paths the humans do hidden in the flesh... yet I am not here anymore I already ascended to the Blackness... I am pleased to cast my sight on them though eventually and all the time I see them walking their paths pathetic... I smile beneath a thousand masks at their insignificance with so much confidence in what they have been taught with their certainties of the uncertainties their bodies smell of animals that they in fact are slaves to the genes, obedient to instincts brainless mass in the wheels of pointlessness so unaware of what lurks beneath the world they call theirs but the evils, aeons old, are never asleep they come wandering the earth sometimes haunting this realm for the reasons unfathomed, twisting the minds of mortals entering their thoughts with the whispers of a thousand spiders scratching the inside of the skull with their legs swarming inside they devour all that binds to the laws of life and replace it with a vortex of Darkness this is the way to the eternal black void of insanity this is the moment that a dark god is born
Submitted by NecroLord — Apr 24, 2025
Hanging stretched by the limbs on the chains forgen from earthly ores, betwixt the highest peaks of humanity, the hateful flesh violently shudders off both divine and mundane laws with contempt spitting at all that was written in the books of wals of the semites and was ever preached and taught by all the flesh that followed the inner beast in search of a master's whip apocalypse stroke home nullifying god god of the flesh flesh of god the voice dried up in ravaged throat every breath like razor blades intake of the foul air that makes all things grow the disgusting exhaust fumes of life yet the throat releases the blackest curses in the violent torrent of blasphemies calling up the storms of Nothingness the unheavenly blizzards to shake and trample the pillars of this earthly domain (of man) The Powers unleash the scythers heads fall At last the final devastation has come!
Submitted by SerpentEve — Apr 24, 2025
Living mass of human waste swarming beneath our eternal temples made of the bones of the dead worlds all they do is beg for mercy all they care for is what we take from them We are the blade the Devil's sword of devastation He strikes the blade down on the necks of the gods and leaders holocausts and atrocities was crimes and slaughter this is what we are and by Satan we'll forever be! all our needs we throw to the sake let them burn with the smell of burnt meat all our deeds for the glory of Satan we shall lead all of you to the furnace
Submitted by Immortal — Apr 24, 2025
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