Disintegrate

De-evolution for thousands of years Consolidates all my fears Ignoring the real issue Stop bothering about pity human scar tissue Diminish our earthly waste Finished in haste Earth turned into a cold-blooded corporation What about the future generations? In hindsight we should be brave enough To surrender and realise That the consequences will be tough And at the end our demise What is it with our digital existence? Why do we cling with such persistence? Expoloring alternative ways of living A greater gift our world we are fiving We see in hindsight That the future is not bright Let the green militia reign Our most important refrain

Submitted by Celtic Frost — Apr 25, 2025

Conflict to the final end Consider if you should function as a fraction or drown in the attempt of making an action Straight to hell and back, being in the midst of a crowd No wonder violence are back in rack Better stand still or shout it out loud: Disintegrate the different, it gives meaning in order Cut off the radical, close any border Fuck the controversial could ideology ever be shorter? Ever wondered how to reflect as an independent? So, when did individualism become the crime? An instruction should follow consequent Hell, I am gonna make it all a fucking rhyme So for now, close eyes and become the participated Play the pity game Disintegrate the different, it gives meaning in order Cut off the radical, close any border Fuck, the controversial, could ideology ever be shorter?

Submitted by BloodShrine — Apr 25, 2025

Lack of motivation? At every occasion Tell me, did you earn your name? So why did you reckon it would bring you fame? Lack of understandimg? It's kind of demanding So then, did you earn your respect? I'd rather say you suffer from a defect Condemn the free mind, salute conformity For now, it will at least bring humility For all what it's worth - pasrt glory I bring no comfort Lack of dedication? That's why I'm on medication Well, how did you ever earn your integrity? You're nothing but a faliure in eternity Lack of measures? I never found any treasures Now, how did you get your crown? For me it'll represent the lake in which you'll drown Condemn the free mind, salute conformity For now, at least it will bring humility For all it's worth - final cut I will keep my mouth shut

Submitted by johnmansley — Apr 25, 2025

The man withdrew from the fire With a twitch in his face Hey, could you describe for me your personal faith? My request is inconclusive The endeavours all lost The efforts numerous to heal it at an cost I detest you my good man for being so easily susceptible Reckless as it may have been Passing on judgement as it would seem Interfering with personal beliefs Being a scholar among theives Hey man, one last chance; speak the truth or hold up your hands Subversive faith - blinded by fools A demise that is far too late All for a book that is nothing but full of rules

Submitted by NecroLord — Apr 25, 2025

A ferocious circle of fiends A paragon to follow A derisive laughter, created by winds No wonder everyone thought it was hollow A place for everything Grace me with sleepless nights A time for anything Praise me with clear-cut fights A dead end street Shut your bedroom and block herein Lift and uncover your sheet Addictive like goddamn heroin The chasm of reality Sanctions through folly Still no overdrive capacity Never seen anything so holy This is the night of the cold grave blues Be sure it's all wrapped well and tucked I ain't got no short fuse Hell, this is when we'll all be fucked

Submitted by Lake of Tears — Apr 25, 2025

Recite the unspoken A manifest of the Great Self A solid faith in what you can accomplish A supreme vision of capability An arcane text Describing an outrageous test Too bold the modern ones would say You can always pray A vile ritual bleeding Like a spear of hate Almost like the predator's feeding Consolidating every man's fate Oh venerable ancestors Please grant me with my pagan fest I'm equal to my human contester May it be a fight for all the best Would the few of us ever accept A moral that is slightly trite? A sun that never sets is still being bright Small pieces of heathen soil can make any man's blood boil A violation of anything supreme has come into regularity in any scene Never condone the residue of human scald Boiling in water that is still cold A modern day heresy it would be in fact Just let me have my vile ritual intact

Submitted by Corpse Grinder — Apr 25, 2025

When telling the fable of men The Demise of lies Let the Underdog be the narrator Behold the kingdom's rise Always being held down, the weaker part You see, that's the state of the art Father from truth, further from sight So whoever yelled "might's right"? A glimmer from the past The stronger can easily fabricate A life ending so fast Anything impious you'll ever advocate A glint of truth, a vision of rectitude Whoever took that as bad attitude? The Underdog will forever remain the unofficial hero Pictured in a golden covered frame

Submitted by SerpentEve — Apr 25, 2025

In the yard of the old man The ruin's shimmering The world's painted pale The conditions are at stale Flocks gathered from far away Hiding, still overly aggressive Generations they will slay Not really regressive A dead end cave Home of the brave The world fools no one Grace me with hammering rest Keep an eye on the sea Imagine what we would be Rushing to the shores God of all damn wars Wrenched beyond recognition No such thing as human intuition Feel free to turn the supreme ignition

Submitted by Dahmers Fridge — Apr 25, 2025

Throbbing; The vast deceiver Underdog, god of all men Crushing; bone and skin to the ground Dying, but still vital Where would it head me? Fresh, yet rotten to the core Would you ever join me? Howling; heresy to the end Tribe and unit; one of a kind Searching; but nowhere to find Does that make sense to you? Walk alone or all fly One watching the other die Simple, cold and awaiting You'll never stop hating Hell on earth Was it what I wanted? A peaceful mind Rejoice with me Vulture - may I take your shape? Vulture - tell me of my fate Vulture - your kingdom come Vulture - take me home

Submitted by Lake of Tears — Apr 25, 2025

Pictures in motion Full-on enslavement A world of corrosion No real fundament Swallow everything Ask now man Digest and consume A liar in costume Shocking and gross Real annihilation Sorry for your loss Cheap rotten animation Portray the living I fool no one Only fucking observe Just don't bow down Skinning culture alive Living on a lie Endangered, still breathing Only parasites breeding

Submitted by Corpse Defiler — Apr 25, 2025