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I've unleashed the beast, and now I come for thee

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selitys ylinopeunesta poliisilleTorstai 11.03.2010 19:12

En voinut ajaa ylinopeutta,koska kuuntelin gospelia. =)=)(=(

naikkoseni......Keskiviikko 10.03.2010 10:56

9. Kirki

[Music: Jonne Järvelä; Lyrics: Virva Holtiton]

Öitsilöissä, karkeilossa,
Karkeilossa mielesissä,
Juhlasissa köyrysissä
Nyt miehyt olla tahon.

Jalka tahtoo tanssahella,
Toine vähä vähtäskellä,
Kolmas kovin koukkaella,
Mie nyt miehyt valmis!

Kun on nännät näppysissä,
Kyrvän kuuman nivuksessa,
Nouse liekki riehuman!
Kohoa kirki kiimalle!

Naikkoseni, verevämi
Eukkoni miun valittuin'.
Lie'on lämmön sulattavi,
Lemmen, kiihkon liekuttavi,
Kuuma on yöhyt, kesä lämmin,
Kirki kuumempi sitäki,
Nouse liekki riehumahan!
Kohoa kirki kiimalle!

[English translation:]

In the nightly parties
In the dirty dances
In the intense festivities
I want to be a man!

A leg wants to dance
Second wants to move
Third one wants to push
I am ready to be a man!

Nipples, fingers,
Hot phallus, raging fire!
Raise your horny head!

My woman, fertile one
My wife, chosen one
Calms my heat, sets my lust
Night is hot, summer's warm
Lust is hotter, the rising lust
Raise your horny head!

kalmahPerjantai 05.03.2010 13:46

11. One From The Stands

A condemned man in a prison cell charged with a crime he has done
He draws a picture on the wall a symbol of victory
He clothed peoples thoughts in words declared peace and liberty
The iron fist clenching his throat depriving humanity

A political prisoner a propagandistic weapon
Of the proletarian dictature against the other world
After he has been released
Got his name on the paper
A part of a macabre tradition
Released as a gift

And we´re all staring at the news
Nodding our heads in approval
We think that the the world is better now
Although he is already dead

A condemned man in a prison cell charged with a crime he has done
He draws a picture on the wall a symbol of victory
He clothed peoples thoughts in words declared peace and liberty
The iron fist clenching his throat depriving humanity

[Chorus:]
We don´t give a damn
He is not one of us just one from the stands
And afterwards we have cleared ourselves
Justice has done

Justice has done
Justice has done

Soon another one will come declares peace and liberty
Speaks the words want to be heard words of alteration
But he will be arrested he will be condemned
But never mind there are more in the stands

ihmetysPerjantai 19.02.2010 12:03

ShaG-

Saksalainensakemannisuklaakärppäinenistuinorjalaisenvesijohtovesipesukarhuntassullakynsiäviilaten

ilmeisesti on ollut taas jollakin hieman tylsää koneen ääressä...

behemothMaanantai 15.02.2010 17:33

3. Ov Fire And The Void

[Music and lyrics by Nergal]

"The divine is God's concern; the human, man's. My concern is neither the divine nor the human, not the true, good, just, free, etc., but solely what is mine, and it is not a general one, but is -- unique, as I am unique. Nothing is more to me than myself!" [Max Stirner]

I the Sun ov man
The offspring ov the stellar race
My halo fallen and crushed upon the earth
That I may bring balance to this world

I son ov perdition
From sheer nothingness transgressed
Unto the highest self -- to utmost freedom
To explore the starry nature ov my rage

I pulse ov existence
The law ov nature undenied
I hold the torch ov Heraclitus
So I can shake the earth and move the suns

I divine Iconoclast
Injecting chaos into my veins
With life accepted
With pain resurrected
Is the embrace ov god in man profound

The joy ov a dawn
The ecstasy ov dusk
Nourished have I this karmic flow
Where great above meets great below
Let it be written!
Let it be done!
Scattered I walk towards the fractured light

sanoista saa selvääMaanantai 15.02.2010 17:28

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=2evNNcB_muA

ja tässä sanat...

3. Reason Rejected

The basis for stagnation is the urge to objectivity, due to traditional reason.
It seperates reality in object and subject.
Quality and intuition is rejected, only reason is the guidance.
But in the state of stagnation, only quality will prevail.

Knowledge according to reason is rearranged matter.
It's only the memory of being, without the spirit of living.
Reality isn't static, but dynamic because of quality and intuition.
Which are the spirit of living, it will restrain one from being stuck.

Matter has to be objective in order to e discussible.
The object of discussion needs to be a tangible one.
To every subject involved, so it has to refer to a tangible object.

Poliitinen kantaLauantai 13.02.2010 23:23

Lisätkää teiden suolausta perkele ku muutenkin vituttaa tää saatanan paska eikä maanantaina helpotu elämä yhtään

räppiäKeskiviikko 10.02.2010 16:16

Se oli isohelmainen nainen.Mustalainen.Nainen

tänään on taas vitutus päiväKeskiviikko 10.02.2010 12:36

1. Hammer Smashed Face

There's something inside me
It's, it's coming out
I feel like killing you
Let loose of the anger, held back too long
My blood runs cold

Through my anatomy, dwells another being
Rooted in my cortex, a servant to its bidding
Brutality now becomes my appetite
Violence is now a way of life
The sledge's my tool to torture
As it pounds down on your forehead

Eyes bulging from their sockets
With every swing of my mallet
I smash your fucking head in, until brains seep in
through the cracks, blood does leak
distorted beauty, catastrophe
Steaming slop, splattered all over me

Lifeless body, slouching dead
Lecherous abcess, where you once had a head

Avoiding the prophecy of my new found lust
You will never live again, soon your life will end
I'll see you die at my feet, eternally I smash your face
facial bones collapse as I crack your skull in half

Crushing, cranial, contents

Draining the snot, I rip out the eyes
Squeezing them in my hands nerves are incised
Peeling the flesh off the bottom of my weapon
Involuntarily pulpifying facial regions

Suffer, and then you die
Torture, pulverized

At one with my sixth sense, I feel free
To kill as I please, no one can stop me

Created to kill, the carnage continues
Violently reshaping human facial tissue

Brutality becomes my appetite
Violence is now a way of life
The sledge's my tool to torture
As it pounds down on your forehead