Cults'n'Cunts
set it in stone and move along now none of this is real fool amongst more fools nothing to be seen here still this is where I'll dig my grave further adrift from this place getting closer to fading away we'll meet again of that I'm sure when time itself shall be no more this sound survives the ruins of life it wakes the soul and lifts it high
Submitted by Celtic Frost — Jun 17, 2026
bodies awoken by silence drained skinned to the bone under the surface we rise above savages roam none but tyrants pity the meek gear up the alliance we gotta gut this city most bravest of men stripped bare stone cold malicious laughter descends from the earth amplified by the holler comes a voice unheard
Submitted by Celtic Frost — Jun 17, 2026
ghost town we're running wild dwelling around we aim for nothing the coming of a new age and I can't tell but a lie if this is what we've been waiting for then it sure as hell is time to disappear eternally some of us have seen the end of things approaching time will flood us all and put us back where we belong the riveting we speak of what the end will be in tongues of dreams
Submitted by Celtic Frost — Jun 17, 2026
say your prayers tonight and mean it it's the last time you will we gather here on the brink of existence prepare yourself for the kill or be killed raise your cups of skull and gold eat the flesh right off them bones betide me weal betide me woe we'll never leave your kids alone smear defile this life-giving land with your blood come on and give us some more ten thousand corpses on the hillside one hundred more beneath our feet can you smell the rotting inhale the malady
Submitted by Celtic Frost — Jun 17, 2026
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condemned be the ones who adore you pure of hands pure of mouth virgin of pureness and virtue give me something to dream about I refuse to take questions have a statement instead god damned you damn heathen endorser of violence composer of death conscience hunts the renegades obliged by shepherd's son through solid walls of wisdom thy words become undone when you call upon your maker heads will roll
Submitted by Celtic Frost — Jun 17, 2026
I'll become the intruder abandoned estranged feelings of wrath driven insane go find me a reason for us to engage in this herd behavior place too much vanity here wrapped in silence and fear cry craven sell yourself to the one sally forth the evasion on your way to the sun no ears can hear no tongues can tell a righteous battle for the books of hell
Submitted by Celtic Frost — Jun 17, 2026
she came from distant places from lands to men unknown neither allegory nor fable in the blackest of nights she roams here I kneel before you lost in your embrace all I have I give you while I bow my head in prayer beauty in lust beauty in blood no place to go nowhere to hide I'll hunt you down I'll make you mine fear not your ending let it come inside at the end of times our worlds collide
Submitted by Celtic Frost — Jun 17, 2026