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Aug 1 2003, 10:10 PM
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Keeper of Time Група: Потребители Коментари: 217 Регистриран: 30-July 03 Град: XIII век Потребител N: 218 |
VenoM - Don't burn the witch!!!
The witches brew a pot of hate with lizard, but and man, With a smile, they laugh their spells Astir, with wretched hand, calling demons - Baphomet and Mephistopheles... The tattered firyres cackle as their mortal victims bleed... Don't burn the witch!!! The ways of hell aren't wrong. Don't burn the witch!!! Let them brew their song The witches of the blackened arts are cunning, cruel and mean, persecuted by religion. God - the man unseen beastial malevolence is chartered in their bones... Leave the unreal house of God and burn in hell @ (at) home!!! Eye of lizard, wing of bat, testicle of man, tongue of eagle, brain of rat, Jesus Christ's left hand... The witches make the voodoo doll - a toy taboo in heaven... They dance around the pentagram, in search of rape by Satan... Leave the heart and blood of men in cauldrons laced in sin, add the arsenic, hemlock, pus triumph takes the wings -------------------- Ако мислиш за 1 година напред, посей ориз, ако мислиш за 10 години напред, засади дърво, а ако мислиш за 100 години напред - образовай населението!!!
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Nov 25 2003, 08:31 PM
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Прослушващ метъл Група: Потребители Коментари: 54 Регистриран: 16-November 03 Град: nothingness Потребител N: 328 |
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Velvet Acid Christ - Dead Flesh no, i don't give a f*ck about you and your friends i've seen the world through your eyes i don't watch tv twenty-four hours a day and buy the products they sell i don't eat meat and i don't wear leather i don't give a f*ck about torturing animals i don't care about your twisted smile i don't care about your social style i'm unique, not like you live like your parents you wear leather, you think you're cool you think you know how to live but you're such a fool making animals suffer eating dead flesh i know what you feel i know what you dream i know where you go when you want to be alone in the night all by yourself to feel sorry for nothing but your own problems torture all these insects and torture everything for your cosmetic purposes for your ugly style dress up, to look cool to go to a club so you can impress all their friends to make yourself feel good but don't think too much i know politics hurts your mind what a waste of my time to come here with you watch you fucking dance you make me sick, with all this shit i don't know what to do maybe i should kill you it's the only solution to make this world better to make anything fair at all but you won't change, you will never change you listen to the state, the government the school systems, and your parents so f**k you i never want to be around you and your sick disease, and your dead trees and your weak minded dreams of false romantic states -------------------- |
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