Rotten Death
Decomposing bodies, tombs of rotten dead The chant of resurrection has been read Ancient mausoleums, skeletons of death Rotten corpses draw their waking breath Lurking in the darkness, sinister and cold Feast on human prey in rotten ceremonies of old Bloody mutilation , sacrificing life Unleash the armies of the walking putrified Rotten Death Dead and filed with hatred, for centuries they slept Man has ruined the secrets and the testaments they kept Utter deadly vengeance, they call their undead god Carnage, they will bathe in their own blood Rotten Death Roaming in the darkness Killing all life they see Blood turns to ice us You know you will die There is no chance you can flee Rotten Death
Submitted by Iron_Wraith — Jun 06, 2026
In the wind of this homicidal maniac a burning hatred so fervent and pure Midnight Slayer,Destroyer of man Killer of bastards and whores Electrocution burns into his veins Until his terminal death Chained to his coffin, in dirt lowered down But his hatred is stronger than death Vengeance from the Grave Vengeance from Beyond the Bloody Grave Like a creature he crawls through the mud Hellbent on utter revenge Electric killer with hammer and knife Addicted to Carnage and Violence Lurking in shadows, he strikes in the night Watching them bleed as they crawl Full blooded Psycho never to die Eternally heeding his call Vengeance from the Grave Vengeance from Beyond the Bloody Grave
Submitted by Iron_Wraith — Jun 06, 2026
Your heart is pacing faster,scared you await the attack Your soul is growing colder,staring right in to the black Watching your every shadow,walking the city of tombs Surviving the night in this never wrecking fight Awaiting your hour of doom with fear and dread The horrors in your head Infected by blood of the undead Soon you will be one of the dead Infected the blood of the undead Soon you will become what you dread As you live where the dead have start walking Their eyes glowing bright in the night Falling apart from the fear in your heart, facing your ultimate fright This outgoing fight with the perished, endlessly killing the dead No life to save,they came back from the grave Bringing forth the horrors in your head Dismembered by the unborn Your body is ripped and torn You scream as you die,where is the light Blood of the undead Infection starts to spread New hunger, Dead life New urge to kill,kill,KILL Infected by blood of the undead Soon you will be one of the dead Infected the blood of the undead Soon you will become what you dread
Submitted by Iron_Wraith — Jun 06, 2026
Instruments of torture Instruments of death Skull in boiling water Burning in distress Daggers red by fire Piercing through your flesh Stop your wounds from bleeding Deny your dying breath Sodomized by burning Incinerate extreme Bodies slowly turning Melting as they bleed Bones covered in sulphur Skin drops to the floor End of fervent torture Combustions pile of gore Burning Torment Burning Death Instruments of torture Instruments of pain Slow and burning slaughter Through flames you go insane
Submitted by Iron_Wraith — Jun 06, 2026
In the dead of night they are watching, Like vultures circling the dead Insanity so lustful burning in their heads Architects of full blown madness Dwelling in human pain,victims used as canvas for the voice of the insane Their carnage screams perfection hate burning in their eyes Demented resurrection rises slow when daylight dies They can not stop their yearning, let loose the killing spree You see the hatred burning, dying on bended knees His work is perfection and his art is to kill Deadly dissection,it is your blood he will spill Dwelling in Darkness away from the light Death owns the night Seeing the blade as it flashes so bright Death owns the night With deadly force they take control and bring you to your death Black leather gloves they strangulate your living breath Nocturnal living sadist,lay harm on every cell His way of morbid torture it leads you straight to hell His work of perfection and his art is to kill Deadly dissection,it is your blood he will spill Scream as you are dying, you will not die alone He dwells in the darkness of the night that he owns Dwelling in Darkness away from the light Death owns the night Seeing the blade as it flashes so bright Death owns the night
Submitted by Iron_Wraith — Jun 06, 2026
Six decades to this day The pitch black night when he was slayed His house burnt to the ground A sea of flames is where he drowned Now he has awoken Rituals of the dead Revenge is in his veins and must be fed Come back from the dead He crawls up from the mud His vengeance seeking human blood He rises from his grave A rotten hunter seeks his prey Lurking in the shadows Axe ready to shred Victims screaming out in fervent dread Come back from the dead Walking through the graveyard A figure wrapped in black Psychotic creature waiting to attack Come back from the dead
Submitted by Iron_Wraith — Jun 06, 2026
This is how you will end your existence Dwelling in Blood and in shit Throwing you down in the pit Screaming in pure desperation Repulsion and panic collide A pool of rotten flesh is where you will die In the mind of this cold blooded killer Pain is the ultimate kick Demented, twisted and sick You reach out to all that is godly No prayers will keep you alive Sinking deeper into blood so vile Whole centuries of victims Stuffed in his bloody Grave Putrefaction oh so sickening You scream in vain as you are... Drowning in Decaying Flesh Bathing in Poison and Vomit Crawling in festering slime Venomous rotten design Master of putrefied carnage Creator of poisonous gore Reveling in filth of the deformed Whole centuries of victims Stuffed in his bloody Grave Putrefaction oh so sickening You scream in vain as you are... Drowning in Decaying Flesh
Submitted by Iron_Wraith — Jun 06, 2026
Shadows, mumbled voices Running in the dark You see no faces just their mark Hunted, through the unknown A hunger must be fed A cult of rituals of the dead Now you are caught, in chains they drag you through the mud Now they will sacrifice your blood Trapped inside the Tomb of Corpses There is no way you will stay alive Trapped inside the Tomb of Corpses This is the Tomb where you will die Black, eyes blindfolded Tunnels dark and cold You feel the stench of rotting mould Panic, nails are breaking Horror fills your breath Here in the catacombs of death You hear the screaming and the rotten bones they crack As the door shuts behind your back Trapped inside the Tomb of Corpses Here where the rotten must be fed Trapped inside the Tomb of Corpses Trapped with the Corpses of the Dead
Submitted by Iron_Wraith — Jun 06, 2026
There is a virus that flows through the air Making the humans insane Mass hypnosis, nuclear waste spread Grants them a call from the grave In their brains an unstoppable urge To feed from the flesh of the dead Got a craving for putrefied flesh Where blood has already been bled Reversed Funeral, Dig up your Dead Reversed Funeral, Feed of the Dead Mass hysteria at graveyards and morgues Ripping the corpses to shreds Cemeteries with zombies alive Their hunger for Death must be fed Repulsive and horrible acts of despair Freeing the bones from their skin Autopsy tables and bodybags ripped Mutilating the dead with a ravenous grin Reversed Funeral, Dig up your Dead Reversed Funeral, Feed of the Dead Mutilated corpses, dug up from their graves Necromantic feeding in the dust Dismember the Entombed, Unleashed from their Grave Merciless they rip the Unanimated in raw lust Reversed Funeral, Dig up your Dead Reversed Funeral, Feed of the Dead
Submitted by Iron_Wraith — Jun 06, 2026