Gods of Pain
Take my life away, rotten and decayed Tear me, slash my throat, fulfill what I wrote She comes to me in sleep, searching for souls to reap She sews my eyelids shut I reopen old wounds, thoughts so deeply scarred Romanticizing relics, idols of the past She's draped in rays of Summer; its warmth blisters my skin Its elegance, unheard of Pouring from my darkest dreams, distortions of reality Dancing forth from blackened nights, obscuring what was once in sight Filth spills out from open sores, taints my needs and my desires Sunlight, I can never reach; I've been tattered, I've been worn By this blight She's draped in rays of Summer; its warmth blisters my skin Its elegance astounds me And death blossoms within
Submitted by Celtic Frost — Jun 18, 2026
Come now and rise up from your den And let this ceremony begin This is your chance, don't let it go Now and forever, you'll be one of us Don't waste our time with simple doubts Just follow the roaring of the crowd With empty hands, you'll find your way For we will feed you all you are to say Eyes frozen with fear, petrified for this day When everything grinds to a halt Onlookers chanting, lusting for gore It never fucking ends Smear my blood into the sand, grind me into dust Euthanize me tonight The culmination of all that you know The perfect ending to all that you are One final bow as you take your last few breaths This is the deathblow that you've been aching for His brains now stain the sand So vile, this sight Rejoice; the inept one has died
Submitted by Celtic Frost — Jun 18, 2026
These lungs can't hold much air no more Yea, they've been slashed up real good This heart don't beat that much these days There ain't much blood left anyways And all is quiet, motionless; dead on the shore So I'll take this pain and pawn it off, till you call me yours Just please don't leave I chase the star for days upon days, but still it's trickling away I watch the skies, I read the signs, days become weeks Melt into years, fruitless years Throughout these years, my hope fosters a hate Severance; isolation from that which I need My mind ablaze, yet my soul still yearns for Solace, clarity, numbness Something, just anything To quench this spiteful flame Depression's maw snaps at my legs And so I'll crawl, listless and stricken Gods of Pain, leave me to rot Always find myself grasping at empty words; excuses devoid of anything rooted in reality So Gods of Pain, please just let me be I'm suffocating, choking on the smoke of a body that burns Incinerating, illuminating the deepest corners of the soul Bathed in light, my spirit just might separate from these earthly bounds To join the great caravan of the deceased Now Could you ever have believed the somber hex inflicted on me? When I die, my disease will feed the soil It's always looming, this mortal coil So steal one glance before you turn; this is the funeral of all that you have learned You're writhing
Submitted by Celtic Frost — Jun 18, 2026
Throw me away, shrouded in endless gray Underneath the docks, spattered upon the rocks Your light, it dances no more Your radiance dies, abhorred The willow that stalks as you weep The creature, which hunts while you sleep You wish to escape but all shall be scathed Within the skull lies your own grave They watch you sin and analyze your deeds You pig, you whore We'll feast upon your screams So let the retribution begin, pay back the trepidation within In vengeance we thrive, our melancholic hive With our eyes scorching your skin Risen from the black depths, bringers of your mind's death Ripping at my own flesh to conjure up your personal death Risen from the cold depths, takers of your last breath Rest your head in defeat; forevermore you're soulless meat Rise, deity of reprisal Rise, my glorious idol Ruin those who broke me, rain down punishment Rising from the black depths as you draw your penultimate breath Disfigure my flesh to summon your well-deserved death Underneath the docks, spattered upon the rocks Your son, he smiles no more But your crimes won't go ignored The willow still watches you weep The creature preys on you in sleep You'll never escape from this torment that drapes itself over your face Now choke on my Agony
Submitted by Celtic Frost — Jun 18, 2026
No... How can it be that I've closed my eyes again? Wrapped up in the search for something pure Just when I thought I'd found my peace again, you wrapped your hands around my neck I should've known You came to me masquerading; oh, so weak and frail I bought into every one of your lies I desired nothing more than to dig you up from your grave; but you wanted nothing more than to bury me in your place Am I a pawn to the malice of others? Has it been one-sided all along? Dying for so long, breaking my back for your smile Fruitless efforts unveiled, reveal the lie under which a fickle, frail-heart fool resides For someone, for something No... So once again, I'm a marionette to your needs You take advantage of my ignorance Just when I think that I am safe again, you bury your nails into my neck How didn't I know? I was never myself
Submitted by Celtic Frost — Jun 18, 2026