Dead City: The Night
Through the dense of plastic deserts remain The restive death will roar inside See the response to the power of the sun Simply creatures creeping through the mist at night Nothing is left, it's hard to take breath Restitution is only a dream, no one knows How to get it explained, and resorts are refused to regain The end of the night is coming nearer Hatred forces of the sun come out The rest is only a fire ball, impossible to prevent The night - bloody fights fill the scene No one will get a redeem The night - creatures from a united force And to kill together procreates remorse You'll see them out - the sun will shoot her magic shot When the last morning begins - no other night is left for none Death rules the empty plains, getting creatures down Insisting of leaving this horrible world The remain are flesh and bones Get up there's no remedy, creep, creep and search for the light
Submitted by Corpse Grinder — Apr 26, 2025
The only believe in his empty brain Is to satisfy his morbid lust In a fuckin' world of death and pain He learned what love-services cost Years and years stepping through the plains That's the reason for his bestial thoughts Followed by demonic shadows everywhere In his eyes you can see flesh rot M.A.O.T. - you'll see their blood flow free Feel the cold breath on your skin One more woman dies under your grin Your soul get's free, if your body dies under the sun Get ready for the eternal run The magic mist defaces your confusion Running for the light of life, time get's too short M.A.O.T. gives all his power to stand the fogs of infinite horror Less thoughts fill his brain, took him to the past M.A.O.T. is unready to perceive the scene In front of one thousand universes From any time to zero you still feel the cold M.A.O.T. tries to free his body, morbid pain and his screams come loud Lost blood, mechanic bodies, feel the infernal light No possibility for nothing again to grow All feelings end in fire!
Submitted by NecroGod — Apr 26, 2025
Living high, living free, my life is like a war I fill my brain with captagon It takes me to the stars The sound of my generation breaks my neck Feel it with me, one, two, three times everytime Our Metal as it should be Count your bones See your neck go round Kick your damaged head To the wall of sound Parties concerts, pubs and girls What more do you want My breath goes hard, my livers broken down But everyday is a new day Drink, drink, smoke your grass Life's too short, so live it We don't wanna hear, what you hear Our life is ours not yours
Submitted by Morgoth — Apr 26, 2025
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Submitted by VladTheImpaler666 — Apr 18, 2026