Hunger

A modern gloom arrives a persistent span of lies Molds and vitiates this stricken strain of life Infected deluded, beguiled by such promise Believe in what is heard Have no fear for this earth bears no fruit, just starve and find peace I feast upon the garden, reigning atop forbidden ground 'Cause I'm a monster The carcasses shall feed the bastard Lurking silently in hunger Determined to bleed the dеath star In hunger death definеd The ways of water shift beneath my feet Gazing downward at the rushing reflection of malice Haunting passages bleed over through time Corrupting, denying, warping every breath they take Appearing to walk on water I merely step through surge Crushing the bones of the condemned Monster The carcasses shall feed the bastard Lurking silently in hunger Determined to bleed the death star In hunger death defined

Submitted by Dahmers Fridge — Apr 26, 2025

Born of fire, I will exist in every disregarded corner of this realm As my path opens, I fear for the man who stands to oppose me in the long-foretold Ever forgotten dead of the night I wander this realm cursed by memory, reborn to mourn blood and Hell beneath Welded together in flame, false eternity Blessed to arise, with a final chance to scorch thy temple and return to everything Bathing in flames to remember the ire Wielding this lance with awakened desire to shower this temple with sparks and drench them in smoke I can taste it now The repeating cinema of frantic sheep sprinting aimlessly within the pyre I wander this realm cursed by memory, reborn to mourn blood and Hell beneath Welded together in flame, false eternity Blessed to arise, with a final chance to scorch thy temple and return to everything My blood shall be restored in the vessel of the five realms I cannot die; I will outlast them all I exist where the winds cannot travel I can taste it now With the heads of kings strung on my back, the scorpions sing to thee Forth into black from the winterine hand of that soulless dog A leader of wolves, banishing hundreds to their frigid tomb Death's cold hand Death's cold hand born of a frozen star I wander this realm cursed by memory, reborn to mourn blood and Hell beneath Welded together in flame, false eternity Blessed to arise, with a final chance to scorch thy temple and return to everything My blood shall be restored in the vessel of the five realms I cannot die; I will outlast them all I have writhed in flame since the day you were taken Oh plight Oh fire I will not rest until I see you again To trudge across this land, with their ashes on my back, is to live only to bring you back I will not rest until you are restored

Submitted by Corpse Defiler — Apr 26, 2025

It never had to be this way The blood of the sleeping sun has fallen upon our heads Siphoning the crumbs of stability that remained beneath our feet We roam the earth as witnesses To a breathing cesspool of violence We have built empires of dust and leaf on borrowed time You have elected immobility And your children are listening And covering their young eyes Shielding from the flames A prophecy foretold upon the altar of prejudice Never meant to take shape Never meant to emerge from the abyss It lives Walking upon the broken backs of silenced warriors Listen to the screams that echo from within You have elected immobility And your children are listening And covering their young eyes Listen to the screams that echo from within the walls that you've built What is the price of your heads now should we be so fortunate We must accept ourselves for the truths That lie behind societal mist and fallacious morality The human animal was not birthed to be altered

Submitted by johnmansley — Apr 26, 2025

Flesh Stains the walls Burned sage melts the scads of heads that line the throne room floors The scent of ashen skin pervades and rises to the ceiling From which dissevered arms hang and reach Grasping hopelessly to return to life once more All whom fix their eyes upon the faces in the halls, horrified in trance Enclosed behind these walls we suffer without causе And The death That swims Benеath these latent floors Lends true to the readings of the court Condemn or commend either way there is no door to harmony Write my fortune in the sand And if I rise aloft the bones Heed my warning Bask in glory Curled backs snap while the gears turn incessantly The wailing and rhythmic cracking of bone overwhelms the soundscape Enclosed behind these walls we suffer without cause Thy nature is to howl as our skin is seared The sound serves only to awaken the deities asleep and Praying for healing The readings of the court Condemn or commend either way there is no door to harmony Write my fortune in the sand And if I rise aloft the bones

Submitted by johnmansley — Apr 26, 2025

This track is instrumental.

Is this song not instrumental?

Only breathe Connected eyes Foreseen alive Washed of their lies In corners In closures In the wind He sings true I could Follow Your lead Into Oblivion A place Silent Of rest In glory Manifesting peace Through exposition of the sickness that is we Must I become the head of the beast, to bring solace to the snakes? For he said to me this world is our Hell What lies beyond is the table of The sermon Rings forеver Her flower In drought Biting Scathing The earth inhabits a lecherous cancer Her flowers in drought Biting scathing just to see the sun The populace exhibits the deepest yearning for stillness Flee into the stars For the kingdom of blood starves

Submitted by Finntroll — Apr 26, 2025

I remember the final cry of man Permeating through thine bodies and the twisting air Is there forgiveness within this temple of bone Lest we forget the human animal breathed benighted And made a hive of this world while we stare in horror I remember the final cry of man Thine bodies and the twisting air Survived by primeval gluttony and abolished by mechanical formations The flesh rеplaced The flesh еrased The Watcher said Forget their souls Forget their names Chasing the winds forever Unborn scriptures Crumbling beneath their awareness Hear the crashing sound of waves in time

An ancient chasm dweller resides within a body of porcelain In a home beside a swelling sea that witholds the breath of an army Celestial beings bare the weight of unbridled fear Hammering down upon thy sacred order This home becomes her sanctuary As you lay to rest for the very last time She breaks free of encasement to float above your comatosed vessel For the moon shall nеver beam Without reviving thinе everlasting wistful nightmare I exist tell them that I am free I will rise as the clouds darken across the sea I am free I am ascension I am the soil still uncorrupted I am free I am free From the grip of this life force Flesh and bone halt me no longer I am never ending My senses awaken

Submitted by BloodShrine — Apr 26, 2025

I come to you at the edge of time to restore the life I have crippled in my self serving quest for vengeance Incalculable disdain For the one who holds thine rusted keys What is it that I've done Transformed a breathing meadow into that wasteland In which I have sat in my dreams It rose yellow with the sun and green with it’s stay The fields held the brightest of days and blackest of nights The land where life flourished without poison Without pain The echoes of crying mothers now spit back in vain Will you hear me as I lay out the scripts of misshapen benevolence Forever lost You could never understand the weight of loss that haunts the soil Into the trees and down the canyons Hear the young weep to return home Hear the mothers cry into the sky Hear the fathers howl through the trees Hear the kings scream for their land Chant for blood The blood of the ram The blood that will return the fur to the grass To the hills and to the mountain tops Where the birds may fly once again Where the lions may reign and deer sleep silent in flora Rise forth into your home, for it is done Reclaim your land and reap immortality from thy flesh Born of dying fear I still wait for the sun

Submitted by johnmansley — Nov 10, 2025