Deathlike Millennia
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The wavering haze of my being's poisoned what drives the soul to weep a strong allegiance to self-incineration I ghostly volunteer burned all bridges to possible salvation drowned in the blackest seas a total surrender to the kingdom of leeches deep down private hell - private hell brings me one ste closer to god so I can spit in his face closer to god a journey of torture, death and ruin The good, the bad, the twilight of perspectives it locked the door, it locked the doors inside pandora's best kep secrets have reached the human ear and made them cry blasphemous drive in wicked hearts destorying what's left of the last rays of light pandora's best kep secrets have reached the human ear and made them cry
Submitted by Nargaroth — Jun 21, 2026
worlds apart, you dwell in lost dimensions the absent soul so feeble, the flesh as only value come and burn at the stakes of decadence inevitable inquisition, ravenous beast remains tis so called liberation, cursed with the lack of power speaking of dementia, this one defeats them all you float on fantasies whom shall not satisfy your distorted morals, left behind tis so called liberation, cursed with the lack of power speaking of dementia, this one defeats them all Cursed again now behold your downfall, now and forever in your broken mirror sadness stands written in blood now doomed, the force of habbit conquers and your too blind to see what's next to come tis so called liberation, cursed with the lack of power speaking of dementia, deviant's work darkens it all
Submitted by Nargaroth — Jun 21, 2026
raise the cups for the new profane battle this berserk manifestation of inevitable displeasure clash of the inferior, regaining their freedom unleashed from the vacuum, subtile oppression to welcome our hatred as the real messiah and burn them all death to the lairs in wait - vengeance is becoming death to the lairs in wait - the virus destruction greed killing with maximum capacity in order to prevent a fucking ressurrection may the cynical demand their victory wit the death of their enemeis soul can't you smeel their stench of hypocrisy like flesh starting to decompose those who suffer this vulgar society, feel free to destroy cruhsing the pilars they need to survive bring them dowm with grim precision fear is the power used against them the fire consuming fires rage and modern heresy
Submitted by Nargaroth — Jun 21, 2026
humanity: a plague known to us all a mix of the morbid pityfull the who live in their own vomit that spreads throughout their self-conciet wil be trampled down by their madness I see now way out, no solution we are the excrement, the lowness itself nothing is holy and of our interest we are the infected blood that slowly tortures you a landscape of beggars and pathetic species shall walk this earth apparently everyone was born blind with "closed" eyes we are walking into the abyss the end is long and lonely 6 billion assorted needles they feed themselves into the presence of their own violent death greedy as they are this will not take very long every needle has a sharp point but can be broken too
Submitted by Nargaroth — Jun 21, 2026
a planetary plague: your word against mine do you rely on a lesser god of arrogance and blindness? perennial confusion: hardcore execution for the world to suffer their culpable omission manic beholder of a worldview forsaken resigned in naïve and obsolete hopes bite the apple - a cowardly temptation sour taste removed through positive opinions shelter toward involvement a mordern fairy-tale nonentity eyes wide shut, I hear careless murmer in their conscience enlightened by negation solemn keep silent and stubborn self - betrayal sheer uncritical image of existence a strange perseverance continues this crusade faithfull to nothing but fear utopian preacher, the judas undercover may your soul enter the gateways skyward to the darkness
Submitted by Nargaroth — Jun 21, 2026
a race of stillborn mercy born from the womb of crime divine to aggravate fatality terror's new complex design unquestioned allegiance parcenary of old man's grief a nation of cyborgs, serve under will learn the mother-tongue of hatred old ancestral law it's an industry of sacrificial murder fo the gods death's a gift for reverence promised to their souls absolution zero and nothing to regain warriors on the edge of scorn, gathered in decay learn the mother-tongue of hatred old ancestral law nihilist campaign proclaimers of a moribund opinion singing anthems for their doom beloved youth indoctrination, sculptured generation defending the throne of oppression lost are the ones swallowed in rapture deeds of honour and glory stained with the blood of their children the zero absolution
Submitted by Nargaroth — Jun 21, 2026
tragic hellspawn overflows the foundations of a word undone throwback to infirmity, a calculated agony an artificial neverland comform to the below the prior knowledge killing art reversed the creation the prior knowledge killing art tragic hellspawn overflows the foundations of a word undone throwback to infirmity, a calculated agony scars of complicity on every human head malformed and shattered, devour the origin blasting, cutting through god's creation activate to desecrate extinguish the lights when mand and hate collides scars of complicity on every human head a deathlike millenia
Submitted by Nargaroth — Jun 21, 2026
do you see a future for yourself? nothing is certain, reality has been diseased you concentrate yourself on the incompatible hoping for a painless strike nothing is certain, nothing is of any relevance we are lifeless puppets hanging on a wire guided throughout a sadistic puppetry your name means nothing, not even your peson you concentrate yourself on the incompatible hoping for a painless strike nothing is certain, nothing is of any relevance you are an embodiment of uselesness still you lay your life in the hands of a god you've never seen this will be the end of an era that comes forth out of a brood of patheticness war will come to a town near you soon the words you preach, the lies they bring will choke you in your own slavery destroy those words of which the existence will never be seen nothing is certain, nothing is of any relevance we are lifeless puppets hanging on a wire
Submitted by Nargaroth — Jun 21, 2026
genesis of a frantic scorn ressurected the blueprints of men's destruction placed in human hands exchanging aeon for damnation it's a certain death a perfect example of irony itself superior knowledge damage plan - a home mad hell can you keep peace of mind pigwalk to the abbatoir paved with stupidity, without hesitation it is how it shall be implementation - cut-throat urge distinguish every bastard sin seeds of human debris superior knowledge damage plan - a home mad hell can you keep peace of mind enemy - locked inside power of will, death at hand surpased every possible ethic you shall not stand your ground any longer this is our hell
Submitted by Nargaroth — Jun 21, 2026