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Violence & Hate

Post n°193 pubblicato il 03 Giugno 2008 da Natassja



Epidemic of Hate

Don't fucking turn away, cause I think we've got a problem here.
You gotta stay off my back, I can't take another day in this prison.
Locked inside of here, imprisoned in flesh for mental light-years.
Pushing all my buttons now, you're just another cold, worthless victim.
There's no time, don't hold me down. You crossed the line, now you're fucked.
Life's a heavy price to pay, but when you're dead, there's no complaining.

I think of how you deceived, and I get my blood on fire.
The last one to believe, I never thought of execution.

But there's nothing left for me me, and I think you're,
you're asking for a beat-down. Take the fucker's life!
He had to pay the price, the greed went to his head.
I've lost my faith in man, there's no regrets with me.

At last my mind can be... free of the pressure, the lies, and deception.
It's the shit that they feed me everyday,
just looking back on the days of my life.
I can find another reason, to make you fucking burn at the stake.

I can't wait another day, cause the tide's turning back on you bullshit
You are wasting my time and respect with your lies.
Destroyer of faith, cashed out, falling down.
Years of deception in chains of oppression.

The knots of the system tied tight around me.
The growing confusion and absence of reason,
Is fuel on the fire that burns my anger,
driving me forward in psychotic compulsion.

Hate is erupting, I can't control it.
Social dimensions collapsing, corroded.
The net is wide open, we all are left for dead.


Che concerto cazzo!!!!
Peccato per le poserone tedesche sbronze e stronze.
Tanto lllove alla mia Ammora (:D :***) e grazie anche al signor Hector/amico Fritz per l'ospitalità (e la birra!) XD

 
 
 
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Data di creazione: 16/06/2006
 

...DOOMED MADNESS...


The night is cold

and the sky is without light
only a darkned moon
will be the witness in this night

First hymnes are heard
the invocation starts
with love they call
lord's presence is the harvest

The sacrifice is done
a innocent virgin is dead
bodies start to fuck
total orgasm is consumed

The dead virgin
now is fucked
sodomy in this night
necromancy is complete

Pleasure and delight
satanic lust


 

NOCTURNAL BLASPHEMIES



Lustful bitch from damnation, Hell wicked slut
Death bloody orgy
thousand virgins cry ecstacy and pain
Forcing the pure to eternal perversion
live in sin and evil Witch of the flame
cast a blackened spell of serpent of all Hell
Deceitful wench of darkness
Countess of lust Sadistic whore
Goddess of perversity
By black light of the moon
holy fetus is ripped from breeding womb
As the blood runs oh, on the pentagram of hate
she takes her soul
Raping the horns of the master of torment her loins they burn
A scream of all pleasures
from thrusting of evil spreads her lips wide
Deceitful wench of darkness Countess of lust Sadistic whore
Goddess of perversity
Pure hate from her veins flows down her thighs
come ride the slut
Form circle of damned cut deep the knife ritual of pain
Cult witches dance as the virgins slayed in fire
Goddess of perversity performs the rites of sodomy in Hell

 

PROVERBS OF HELL


In seed time learn, in harvest teach, in winter enjoy.
Drive your cart and your plow over the bones of the dead.
The road of excess leads to the palace of wisdom.
Prudence is a rich ugly old maid courted by Incapacity.
He who desires but acts not, breeds pestilence.
The cut worm forgives the plow.
Dip him in the river who loves water.
A fool sees not the same tree that a wise man sees.
He whose face gives no light, shall never become a star.
Eternity is in love with the productions of time.
The busy bee has no time for sorrow.
The hours of folly are measur'd by the clock, but of wisdom: no clock can measure.
All wholsom food is caught without a net or a trap.
Bring out number weight & measure in a year of dearth.
No bird soars too high, if he soars with his own wings.
A dead body revenges not injuries.
The most sublime act is to set another before you.
If the fool would persist in his folly he would become wise.
Folly is the cloke of knavery.
Shame is Prides cloke...
W. Blake


 

DROPS OF MELANCHOLY

...Everything Here Is So Cold
Everything Here Is So Dark
I Remember It As From A Dream
In The Corner Of This Time...

It's night again
Night you beautiful
I please my hunger
On living humans
Night of hunger
Follow it's call
Follow the freezing moon...


immagine

...Darkness Is Growing, Eternity Opens
The Cemetary Lights Up Again
As In Ancient Times
Fallen Souls Die Behind My Steps
By Following The Freezing Moon...

 

 
 

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