Drowned Remnants of What Once Seemed Pure
The woes of life, a timeless web With suffocating strands that seal the limbs Breathe in, it’s dust Struggle and feel the grip The one that never ends A life is out there But you’re caught in a trap Encased like prey That’s how you exist Horrified, mummified Like the depths of hell But it’s your very mind With a cornered soul Buried, never to be free
Submitted by MetalElf — Jun 21, 2026
Old memories beneath swirling glass No longer reachable, painful to see They are trapped where they died In a lake of ghosts Reborn on misty mornings Pointing the way to hell Reminding us of our fragile lives Because nothing is pure And someday it dies So we can no longer obscure The failings and the unfair That grow like forlorn mold Spreading with new stories All that drown All that die Washed away in silence Until the agonized rebirth Twisted, strangled Inevitable
Submitted by MetalElf — Jun 21, 2026
They are a reflection of us Dark and limited A shadow we can never escape Their clawed hands, born from us Seizing, pillaging what’s pure And everywhere we go, they exist Like birds of prey To see them just look in the mirror They rape your planet And ravage your soul Twisted primates that reject sanity Shredding decency while they feast On blood and on hearts Tearing with fangs and lust And selfish hungеr Never to be quеnched They’re the vomit of our minds As we twist in space Fueling our own punishment The worst enemy is you Destroying, never building And leaving yourself trapped It happens every day As we sink in mud That we created
Submitted by NecroGod — Jun 07, 2026
Tricked and convicted The crime is faith In a deceiver called Jesus The lies are eternal, forcing me in But I have a diabolical escape From the absentee Lord Who I spit on In my dreams Who I whip He let me suffer, I let him bleed Drawing blood with incantations A forked tongue is the way To his pain A quick cut when I recite Like a knife in him that twists Conjuring the spirit of truth Calling it, I can see it A rabid demon with talons They fancy his throat The one that tells lies It’s the blood I spill еvery night Like a mangled cagе The cackle, dark prayers Freeing my mind Slaughtering his son In the darkness
Submitted by NecroGod — Jun 07, 2026
In a world of dreams These are the remains One by one they grow Traitors to each other Betrayers of the truth The looks tell the tale Of broken hopes and bones Self-inflicted by primates Ashen limbs, all twisted Lashed to sticks They stumbled and fell And now they rot forever Unable to surpass The ego and the lies The selfish schemes Land you a spot in the field Dead and displayed But flocks fail to heed it And so here they die But it’s a million deaths Again and again Suffering in the field That has no harvest
Submitted by MetalElf — Jun 21, 2026
Massacred, hacked to death, my revenge Slicing deep, into your flesh, the pain intense Dreams of hate, misery, fill my mind Puke in your face in disgust, it's time to die You must die in pain You must die in pain You must die in pain You must die in pain Mutilation Mutilation Mutilation Mutilation Mutilation Mutilation Staring your severed head in the face I celebrate a faggot's death, human disgrace Hanging your mangled corpse for display My revenge was fulfilled upon this day You must die in pain You must die in pain You must die in pain You must die in pain Mutilation Mutilation Mutilation Mutilation Mutilation Mutilation You must die in pain You must die in pain You must die in pain You must die in pain Mutilation Mutilation Mutilation Mutilation Mutilation Mutilation
Submitted by MetalElf — Jun 21, 2026
It was born of a man’s imperfections And lies A seed of wrath, planted in the ground Of course they seek to atone When it germinates When it’s too late Before the glowing eyes Feeding on revenge And revenge can be justice Death is no boundary So it succeeds Dragging them back into soil From where it came To be submerged, left to rot Now bask in justice It’s six feet down With claw marks Like ticks on the soul Counting horrible things done On a thundering night There’s plenty of time to think Think forever In the grave, in the dirt While the eyes watch
Submitted by MetalElf — Jun 21, 2026