Unearthing Shattered Philosophies
(<em>Instrumental</em>)
Submitted by The Void — Jun 21, 2026
The bloody whores rise from their graves Their eyes are cold, the abyss calls Blackened by the fire of decay We are raising our fists to the morbid symphonies To praise the spirit from beyond! Dancing under the fire of the black sun Marked by the sorcery of wrath Unholy victims of our evil path Rise from the graves! The abyss calls! As the bitches perish and deprave All those bitter pieces, left to rot by lifeless shame Listen and hear our tale Of momnuments gazing into the universe of flames Oh wicked lord Disgorged by the cunt of the ancient whore Ready to explode Holocaust chased by the vengeance of cold Starring into the burning eyes of Satan The eyes of flames and might Starring into the burning eyes of Satan Blazing but frozen inside As you're starring into the burning eyes of Satan Hell will crush you down And we serve till the day we will fall For the Lord of infernal war
Submitted by Iron_Wraith — Jun 06, 2026
As they raise the blood-soaked swords before my blistered face And the wolves begin to howl in a long forgotten distant place The whore has sealed my fate as my eyes run out of hope A painful tortured scream escapes my lungs before I choke The wolves begin to howl! Mesmerizing eyes conquer my mind, erase what's left of me Infernal beasts gather among the pitch-black rotten trees Their bloodshot eyes perceive a beaten man that's left to die Awakened by the whore with filthy lust in magic nights Erase whats left of me Wolvewhore Seduce my mind Wolvewhore Seduce my mind, come forth, bring me the night Toxic and malicious claws rip the flesh with no remorse as I await my final hour But not yet willing to fall down, to crawl beneath the whores pale crown I summon the storms to gain their power The wolves sense my strength with the storms now at my side They feel the whores decreasing, weakened, dying might As she tries to flee towards a long forgotten distant place I summon my storms of wrath, to end her reign, to seal my fate With the storms now at my side I end this bewitched night Wolvewhore Seduce my mind Wolvewhore Seduce my mind, come forth, bring me the night
Submitted by Iron_Wraith — Jun 06, 2026
Here on the summit of human mind you dared Dance with earth's fire, unearth a cryptic bane Tales long forgotten, mystic astrology Transform the sky-begotten, shattered philophies In the shadow of the alchemist To solve the mystery, to roam the earth spinless Confine yourself in madness, driven by self-disgust None of these tyrants, bathed his skull in simple blood They never danced with fire but set ablaze your inner god Behold my masters dismantling His message to this world ever-lasting The sky-begotten sing a bllad, cold The serpent feasts upon scriptures of old Behold my masters dismanding His message to this world ever-lasting Move with the rhythm of the earth towards bliss Or creep in the shadow of the alchemist Desire led you to the stone of the old lands Lifelong your journey, awareness in your hands Behold your scholar, as skives embrace your throat Now I transform myself, from worthless matter to gold In the shadow of the alchemist (I am my master's dismanting My words align with suns never-shining)
Submitted by Iron_Wraith — Jun 06, 2026
Oh abyss of the ancient times, my eternal sacrifice A sentence soaked by darkness Behold inferno's rise No language used by wise man, will describe this starless hell Lost sinners scorch in fire Traitors embrace the frozen sea Follow me to the extremes Seeker of the shattered dreams Descend with me, the abyss calls Seeker of ascending worlds Follow me to the extremes Seeker of the hollowed dreams You shall not be spread I feel no light, dying sun I hear no cries, moonless one I speak no lies, bastard tongue My sacrifice, final sacrifice As we all encounter darkness, Inflict on us cathartic woe Recite the words from an enearthed scripture We collapse on thoughts unknown Oh gods of the ancient times, I choke on dust and tears Of hear me! Primordial void! I collapse on earth and sphere
Submitted by Iron_Wraith — Jun 06, 2026
Invoke the dead, come taste their blood in silent graves Unleash the world in vicious nights, your profane ways Abandoned by the sun I crawl towards dead seas My lungs breathe hate, the earth shakes beneath my feet Sadistic desire - rotten ways I spit on your grave Tormenting revenge - blinded in chains I spit on your grave Through constant horror and distress conjured by me I feel enlightened as I hear your tortured screams The hangman guiding you the way behind black mask The noose around your crooked neck to heal my scars Screams from thr sielnt hell as death decays I spit on your grave Pentrating grief upon the slaves I spit on your grave Frozen hate now thaws Terror in my name Bloody wicked claws I spit on your grave
Submitted by Iron_Wraith — Jun 06, 2026
Under the level winter sky I saw a thousand christs go by They sang an idle song and free As they went up to calvary Careless of eye and coarse of lip They marched in holiest fellowship That heaven might heal the world, they gave Their eath-born dreams to deck the fuckin grave Suffer the rising religious plague Women and children, victims of hate I believe in nothing, burn down the walls Start the attack, rip the fuckin cross The fever strikes again Disgorging souls of men The beast that rules our mind Is primal and divine With souls unpurged And steadfast breath They supped the sacraments of death And for each one, far off, apart Seven swords have rent a womens heart
Submitted by Iron_Wraith — Jun 06, 2026
We declare a war upon the philosophy of this world In nothingness we find the value of the archic dirt To form the elements of earthbound failure I was made of ruin, like an old blind tailor I reach towards the dawn to gasp my inner self The endless seas flood my shallow grave Bound to grief and pain, dull slaves start their feast They never shared a bit They prayed for war and shattered peace To fall apart - As I sing my anthem beneath the stars We fall apart - As the poet's mind creates another farce You built my statue of despair Next to a cross I couldn't bear You are the wisdom that holds no truth Through bastard scripture and a wasted youth I see it clear, and path I walk Is soaked with failure and filled with fog You are the tumor in my mind But you're not killing me for I am divine In the darkest night I saw no god I was left alone just with my thoughts I wash my dreams away with tears of man In the darknest night I see who I am
Submitted by Iron_Wraith — Jun 06, 2026