Can You Hear the Wind Howl
Children like carrion in the mouths of wild dogs Mother is dying Her heart is breaking Belly swollen by maggots writhing Soon she will give birth Soon they shall crawl upon the dirt Pale faced disease Swallow the earth
Submitted by NecroLord — Jun 25, 2026
Bag of blades We've been destroyed There's nothing No place for me What do you see when you close your eyes Just the shadow of a far gone life Who do you see when you close your eyes Grim shadow Far off light Bag of blades No place for me Bag of blades No peace in me I'm broken
Submitted by NecroLord — Jun 25, 2026
They don't understand and they never will
Submitted by NecroLord — Jun 25, 2026
I am a loathsome bastard Of poisoned blood Bound by hate Consumed by rage Through years of pain that can't be erased One more night One more fight Grew up poor on a dirt floor killer Too fucking cold to cry anymore How do I walk Dear Mother With the memories How do I live Dear Father With the suffering One more night One more fight These demons don't sleep So neither do I Do it Pull the trigger That's what they say, the voices in my head Go on and do it Kill'em all Hang yourself in the basement The fate of all that was born this way Nothing left but the path of pain Some devils you can never fucking change Hunger forever Bound by these chains Raised wrong Born to fucking hang Some devils you can never fucking change
Submitted by NecroLord — Jun 25, 2026
Can you hear the wind howl It is the chill that blows through a liar's bones Can you hear the wind howl It calls to me from the grave I've seen the beast I've played his game He takes all Gives none away Eyes sunken like the deepest oceans I'm caught in the thinnest cracks Once you've seen the dark heart of this world There is no turning back I've seen the beast As locust swarm The tattered banner The holy sword Took all your friends Slaughtered them By sorrow bound All hope is gone Can you hear the wind howl It is the chill that blows through a liar's bones Can you hear the wind howl It calls to me from the grave
Submitted by NecroLord — Jun 25, 2026
I dream of dead cops Now they're floating up Now they're rotting out Corpse creater Death slaver Coffin rotter Cold reaper No mercy for fucking pigs
Submitted by NecroLord — Jun 25, 2026