Insane Sickness
Old friends gone, new ones to be Chosen for you, sodomy Stripped of yourself, suicidal thoughts Manhood gone, prostitution bought On the outside, you had no fear Taking a life, without shedding a tear Wanting to be a victim of your own crime Leaving this earth instead of continued time This is no game, it’s all for real Beat in the courtyard or shafted with steel Piercing the skin, slicing the bone Took so many lives, but can’t take your own Solitary self reliance Corruption association place of defiance Arson, rape, murder, and theft Thoughts of life are all that’s left Making its way from your gut to your head Motive that filled the bodies full of lead Killing that achieved an unconceived fate To live in a world bonded through hate Sausage party, you’re first in line Anally raped, stabbed from behind Wanted to die, can’t take this no more New guy on the block, your cell mate whore Living a life that was never portrayed Stone cold soul now lost and afraid Fear like no other, never there before Fear of the unknown, what is in store Societal death, selected mate Almighty gavel sealed your fate You’re now in their world “God complex” is high Slowly decomposing, waiting to die
Submitted by Nargaroth — Jun 18, 2026
Highest level of butchery Murdering fetus, deadly surgery End of life before it begins Criminal act, ungodly sin Fetus and pus lie in a bowl Unholy incision taking its soul Greeds the intention for the kill Mocking the woman “stay on the pill” Takin’ life Man-made rights Butchering birth Money first When they choose they don’t understand The motive of this type of man Cries of pain from within and out Death without a doubt No sedation, damaging organs Tearing out, beginning metamorphosis Ripping her open with homemade tools Laughing at the government’s abortion rules To cause unbearable pain is driving you insane Taking what’s within her Removing it with violent force Not caring of the outcome Denying nature’s course No remorse, no repent The pain is felt in contempt Walk in the room, sit on the chair The pain that’s felt you can not bear Feel his knife cut through your skin Throughout the procedure he keeps a grin Grabs a vacuum to speed things up Over the edge, mind corrupt Highest level of butchery Murdering the fetus, deadly surgery End a life before it begins Criminal act, ungodly sin No sedation, damaging organs Tearing out, beginning metamorphosis
Submitted by Nargaroth — Jun 18, 2026
Keep control Free all Along for the ride Working from inside Internally possessed, driven by a being Of demonic intent, uses your soul for seeing Power through abstinence, through a tortured and raped mind Weaker the soul easier to find Works as a puppeteer moving your limbs Remembrance of your life time far off and dim Abused and raped as a child, a tool of aggression Demonic realm fills your mind, keeping possession Power to forget keeps the demon alive Through your remembrance it will not survive Demonologist presence starts the pain Recalling the past, now you’re labelled insane Through the exorcism the obvious unfolds Through subconscious mind, lies are disclosed Childhood lost to a demon’s power Your soul is lost, tortured and devoured Digesting your innards, pulling your strings Demon of pure evil, a dark angel with no wings Corruption is the key, corrupt your very being Controlling what you’re hearing, thinking and seeing Understanding its mission is hard to read It will confuse, distract and mislead Problems of present day, no answers of why Without knowing a deep hidden lie Victims are left powerless, body controlled Needs to be released, quickly growing old Repeated visits from a man of holy power Visits lasting minutes to hours Saving a soul that was lost long ago The outcome of this they do not know Suicide always seems to enter their mind Without assistance suicide they find Life dissolves Problems unsolved Head collapsed Endless time passed Awaiting arrival No survival Lost souls piled Mindless exile
Submitted by Nargaroth — Jun 18, 2026
Hear the knell from the charnel-house Incandescence fills your soul No feeling of flesh, just internal bone Down to your original mold Eyes sewn together, mouth sewn shut Feel the transient blood seeping out of your cuts What is going on, you can’t make out that smell Are you alive or dead, welcome to your hell The bells now toll loud, feeling of a crowd Stomach takes a drop, noise occurs on top Relapsing in your mind, reality you now find Darkness closes in, suffocation begins Grasp for some air, lungs begin to tear Trying to move your limbs, hopes getting dim Realizing if you’re heard, disinter will occur Using what is left, screams instead of breath No time to say good-bye In your coffin you will lie Evolution is defied If not exhumed you will die Your noise is heard above, a last sign of love You hear the shifting sand, maggots on your hand Now it’s in your head, you stay alive or you’re dead Wanting to be free, although you’ll never see The air is there to grasp, voices from the past Remembering steps of life, misery, pain and strife The voices now unite, inside it now stirs a fright Is that why you lived, they had nothing to give Your breath is now free, you decide its destiny The choice is up to you, you know what they’re going to do You take your last breath, your life is filled with death You realized your fate was right, you gave up without a fight Death was chosen by you, there was nothing left to do As they look to see remains, again they are filled with pain They see you are definitely dead, it was all in their head As they look at reality, it’s a mirror of their own agony
Submitted by Nargaroth — Jun 18, 2026
Something to foresee Cannibalism is the key Boiling the raw flesh Living off their deaths Chopping the corpse to shreds Clothing soaked with red Intestinal bowls of feed Where will this addiction lead Drinking all their blood Smoking the stimulant bud To help me cope To be cured is what I hope Looking for my food My way of life is crude To addiction I’ve become a slave Human flesh is what I crave What’s become of me I can’t understand this way It beckons me For these ways I must pay What’s become of me Flesh at any price It beckons me Morbid Sacrifice Morbid Sacrifice… Taking your life Cut by my knife Your life What’s become of me I can’t understand this way It beckons me For these ways I must pay What’s become of me Flesh at any price It beckons me Morbid Sacrifice
Submitted by Nargaroth — Jun 18, 2026
Not believable Unconceivable To normal consciousness Worship the dead Mind of lead Living is powerless Nothing alive Religion disguised World without a race Satisfaction through others Death A world without a face A world of waste Death fills the mind To destroy mankind Just to fill the worship intent On my knees punishment Cemetery gates remain Consciousness in balance False hopes For the dead Voice of vitality Not unheard Preaching bloodshed Worship the dead Necrolatry Caskets filled the bodies Bodies that live no more Worship on their contents Carcasses with no core Pain for the obsession No premonition, oblation Worship the dead Necrolatry
Submitted by Nargaroth — Jun 18, 2026
Disease’s eyes are bloodsoaked Seeing no colour, age, or race A murderous stalker; a man without a face Once diagnosed, no turning back The stalker has already begun its attack Being its victim you question why Sometimes your heredity is your demise Other times self infliction is the key The worst answer of all is that what is not plain to see A motive that’s plain to see Destructive cells destroying me Obtaining no credible answer Just chose you to fill with cancer No faults, no reasons, you are the one Emptiness fills you, nowhere to run All different stalkers, all deadly intent This slow painful death you cannot prevent People support you, they’re not infected Try to relate, but selfishly rejected A motive that’s plain to see Destructive cells destroying me Verbal condolences are useless and meek Don’t want their sympathy, it’s for the weak Your now alone to deal your own cards Fed up vengeance, life's gates shut and barred Someone to take this corruption out on Ripping through your conscience, stumbling upon Reality that now sits in your head Should you go on or are you already dead Blood soaked… Psychotic killer with no heart Maliciously cynically ripping apart Every vital organ keeping you alive Infliction on your soul you cannot survive No more pain, stop it Cures, no cures, here we sit Waiting dying, torn inside The stalker destroys, alone for the ride All different symptoms, every moment saved One step closer, to your grave - your grave The scenario is simple, it gets a hold, you die Just you and your pain, try to deny But the fact is clear, no more lies Laughing in your sorrow, death is disguise
Submitted by Nargaroth — Jun 18, 2026
Childhood fear - Dreams come to life Piercing the heart, holding the knife Life is a game - playing the card Dealt by dreaming, windows are barred Before voices are heard, eyes can see Evil and good, who holds the key Slayer of existence, healers of soul Both have a path - both have a goal Get on the chopping block The blade slices the skin Upon the chopping block The baby’s life begins Buckets of sludge, taken down Higher souls lifted from the ground Violent disorder, bloody mess Heal up quick, or stay with the sess Most want to heal, some take the gruel Control your brain, it’s the final tool No influence, no bribe to help you choose In the end you don’t win or lose I’m going to take you down Down beneath the ground I’m going to cut you in half It’s time to choose your path Get on the chopping block The blade slices the skin Upon the chopping block The baby’s life begins I’m not the choice maker I’m the butcher I’m going to take you down Down beneath the ground I’m going to cut you in half It’s time to choose your path The blade slices the skin The baby’s life begins
Submitted by Nargaroth — Jun 18, 2026