Monuments to Murdering

By Goreworm

On Miasmic Solitude

Released on June 12, 2026

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Welcome hell, your gates now open

Blackened death and nameless omen

Rituals for flame arise

Weeping young beneath the skies

Reap the plague upon the godhead

Mark this land in endless bloodshed

Blacken hearts of mortal man

Turn them beasts, destroy again

I have seen the whores and the vermin

Slaughter futures, children squirming

Now I want them torn and dead

From their corpses, rivеrs red

Rip their hearts and guts asundеr

Feast upon their dying thunder

Make sure nothing ever mattered

Screams of agony, the sweetest song

Sing to me, O whores so strong

From the hellmouth burst necrotic

Nightmares steeped in death and madness

Pillars of thorns rise here

Monuments to murdering

Sulphur chokes the air

And laughter spewed through vomit ever after

Bodies rot, the flesh decayed

Nothing left, the price is paid

The price is paid

Thorns of hell reach high and pleading

Begging for their unbirth's needing

Souls now burn their effigy

Bound in endless suffering

Worms I've seen through filth and sinning

Crawling through decay unending

Mountains high of waste and bile

Stacked by greed, a sickened guile

To belong to such a pit

Makes me retch

Makes me retch so fucking sick