Vindicator
Album • 2010
This track is instrumental.
awaiting execution my savior beckons me my only path to freedom lies beneath the guillotine savage retribution a brutal reckoning my country eats free thinkers for his majesty the king no use in pleading it's calling my name can't stop this demolition death will get me all the same a moment of terror a moment of pain but i'll finally be free beneath the guillotine at noon they will behead me one less self righteous fool i say my final prayer and i pray the blade's not dull a screaming sheet of iron sends forth a kingdoms wrath to enforce one man's opinion and keep others from my path no use in screaming to struggle is vain can't stop this demolition death will get me all the same a moment of terror a moment of pain but i'll finally be free beneath the guillotine beneath the guillotine death by decapitation! go! a public execution an example i'll be made i'll smile till it hits me show my will to disobey grinning with redemption it cuts the evil from it's source the guillotine will teach us freedom comes with no remorse
Submitted by NecroLord — Apr 26, 2025
feeling like i'm trapped try to run, can't get away feeling like i'm damned to live a lie feeling all these feelings bracing for another blow 'cause life's a bitch until the day we die feelings are something you can't take away you can monitor all that i do and i say but you'll never see what lies beyond my skull you can treat me like a refugee an alien to my country when you're the ones who don't belong at all eat all that they say all that we see never to be free liberties lost paving the way communal decay we the people pay those of us who will betray while the people wallow in decay the recipe for anarchy a battle hymn for you and me the mixing pot begins to churn and burn humanity reason is something you refuse to learn while squalor wins out with an extended term and you're padding your life with blood another man's dreams we, the human stepping stones prey for change, until we're bones have had enough of faux diplomacy life wasting away wasting your choice chaining your voice all liberties lost paving the way communal decay covered in an ichor of oportunistic greed the lamb's led to the slaughter we the lamb's on which they feed without us they'd be nothing without them, we'd be free from idealistic scruples and oppressive calumny those in control have lost control the people left to pay the toll when getting by's impossible we all share this decay crowning clowns in hand me downs yet no one seems to be around when sirens screaming anarchy survive another day the hand that feeds is now the hand that bleeds a country dry the men in suits, the men in black they share the same disguise dare we ask them questions? they bring the hammer down we never get the answers and our body's never found
Submitted by Corpse Grinder — Apr 26, 2025
crawl from our holes in the dead of night spreading our deadly disease gathering hordes to reclaim our right bringing this town to its knees to them we're plague of verminous pests raising hell from underground they'll keep us repressed but we'll never rest again our battle cry will sound we are the rats, the quarry rats forever the green and the white we are the rats, the quarry rats and we'll be quarry rats 'til we die holding us back with fashion and trends but they cannot exterminate we are a tide than can never be stemmed power and glory our fate standing unbroken we've risen again claiming these streets as our own never to cease until we regain our rightful place on the throne we are the rats, the quarry rats forever the green and the white we are the rats, the quarry rats and we'll be quarry rats 'til we die
epidemic on the rise viral and infectious lies stricken by the true disease fear will keep you on your knees eastern zealots want you dead terror threat is in the red terror of the worst degree spreading panic on TV silver tongues twisting words hypnotize the mindless herds blinders on, misdirect paralyzed by empty threats (fear) fear is their game (fear) fear is control (fear) fear keeps you safe (fear) fear from within (fear) fear state in place (fear) fear feeding power worship at the altar of mass media disciples of the prophets of doom terror state conspiracy falling into place enforcing it from a newsroom silver tongues twisting words hypnotize the mindless herds blinders on, misdirect paralyzed by empty threats (fear) fear is their game (fear) fear is control (fear) fear keeps you safe (fear) fear from within (fear) fear state in place (fear) fear feeding power sensationalism created to hide the sickening realities the true face of fear being outshined by glaring irrelevancy (turn on, tune out) injecting a sedative into the veins of those whose minds are weak a nation of addicts suckles its dope from the great glass teat
Submitted by Warbringer — Apr 26, 2025
the boundless depths of time and space have seen that which man cannot face clandestine vaults and archaic tomes hold secrets that should not be known the curse of unbound inquiry revealing dark antiquities knowledge of forbidden things madness they are sure to bring quest for the keys of cosmic mysteries none can foresee what could be set free seekers of truth should beware this knowledge becomes a disease no man should become aware of the antique witcheries endless volumes held within grimoires of the deadly sins inked in blood and bound in black deep in miskatonic's stacks seek them not or find your end no man's mind can comprehend esoteric sorcery never meant to be set free quest for the keys of cosmic mysteries none can foresee what could be set free seekers of truth should beware this knowledge becomes a disease no man should become aware of the antique witcheries locked away never to be spoken of kept at bay waiting for the great old ones seekers of truth should beware this knowledge becomes a disease no man should become aware of the antique witcheries
Submitted by The Void — Apr 26, 2025
first came the impact the terrible sound of the hull being shredded by a demon unbound set adrift in the ocean many decades ago a frosty leviathan of ice and snow cut by ice your life is burning fast no oxygen what you have it will not last in water that's up to your chin you're fighting that something that won't let you win in the pit of your stomach you're feeling the knots from death inching closer to you cut by ice your life is burning fast no oxygen what you have it will not last dead in the water finding no air no time to prepare dead in the water for the blackened abyss and the aquatic slaughter dead in the water your life's burning fast asphyxia's coming with each second past as you search for an exit you panic with fear the black depths are calling hypoxia's near you hold it back primal instinct to breath that which you lack will be what makes you deceased fight the darkness the feeling to sleep your body is tired a mind far too weak the struggle before you to find an escape is a struggle against time before it's too late you hold it back primal instinct to breath that which you lack will be what makes you deceased dead in the water finding no air no time to prepare dead in the water for the blackened abyss and the aquatic slaughter punch punch punch keep jarring the door as you pray that it gives but it won't give no more water fills the room from ceiling to floor leaving no room to breath pain pain pain from holding your breath cherish it now for there's just seconds left you're failing the test of life and death your lungs screaming to be free your conscious slips into peace your vitals ceasing to be water fills the airways that once would bring you life the icy chill surrounds you dead in the water finding no air no time to prepare dead in the water for the blackened abyss and the aquatic slaughter
Submitted by SerpentEve — Apr 26, 2025
robbing graves nocturnally profane to humanity experiments in creation my masterpiece, composite son i am a god defying death synthetic life sewn to the flesh living death electrified staring back through empty eyes pumping blood and drawing breath i alone have conquered death i am a god defying death synthetic life sewn to the flesh i am a god i've created man defying death against nature's plan synthetic life born from my hand conquest of death has lost all control created life and lost my own soul unleashing that which was not understood soaking my hands in innocent blood turning against my purpose in life i've only created malignance and strife now all is lost, i ask myself why the purest intents have gone so awry i am a god defying death synthetic life sewn to the flesh mysteries unfold at the greatest cost (sewn flesh) madness taking hold feeling all is lost (sewn to the flesh)
Submitted by MetalElf — Apr 26, 2025
the dead are a plague to this planet and you think they're alive? why? remorse for something that will kill has no heart, soul, or will? no regret, when we burn them all dead bead up their head shoot! to kill, it is our solution our saving grace we must raze! (raze) raze the dead they'll take our fucking lives so we'll fucking take theirs too raze! (raze) raze the dead obliterate them all the bloodshed's overdue no hope is what we have if we don't act now! death become us if we let them scourge our earth destroy them all however you can in hopes to save man revive the will to keep our race alive we must raze! (raze) raze the dead they'll take our fucking lives so we'll fucking take theirs too raze! (raze) raze the dead obliterate them all the bloodshed's overdue
Submitted by Immortal — Apr 26, 2025
This track is instrumental.
sunken deep, a dormant city in the sea dreaming god, waiting for rebirth deathly still, empty labyrinthine halls in this place, most remote on earth rising from the blackest depths ancient evil secrets kept jagged spires where he slept soon to break the waves that is not dead which can eternal lie and with strange eons even death may die ritual from forgotten centuries arcane sorcery most foul offering to his voracious appetite summoning from the ocean's bowels beyond death, slumbering eternally time has come, awakened by the cult avatar of what was never meant to be harbinger, hailing man's fall rising from the blackest depths ancient evil secrets kept jagged spires where he slept soon to break the waves that is not dead which can eternal lie and with strange eons even death may die writhing mass of tentacles tattered wretched wings embodiment of every fear and all unearthly things creeping terror from the depths breeding fear and hate feeding on iniquity apocalypse incarnate sunken deep, a dormant city in the sea dreaming god, waiting for rebirth deathly still, empty labyrinthine halls in this place, most remote on earth beyond death, slumbering eternally time has come, awakened by the cult avatar of what was never meant to be harbinger, hailing man's fall
Submitted by The Void — Apr 26, 2025
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