Friday, 28 January 2011

The real purpose

Lie about my future, tell me stories of death. Ground my soul deep in my heart. Break my head apart. You need my explanations for your better good. In your mind I exist only through speech. My head hurts so much from doing the youth full of garden. Learn to kill the animals, learn to write the unicorn. You are alive a moron and my suffering. Pollute my world with your stupidity. Citizen, you are the arrogance. Tell me not how to show you any evidence. Long houses roll in the street. Learn to write the scheme. Money is your globe; death is nothing but light to your mind. We are on this planet, living through mind. Clinging to the fate. Climb to the nearest tower. Pour the soul life in the caffeine. Those feelings to your vase.

Who are you to hold my emotions? You are raised to kill and plunder, but remember who told you to hold me tight. Go through the high, go from the sugar to the high. The grass is green, no one but your mind finds the same result about the archer who found you lying in the difficult pulling of strength. You’ve must have been so high that you didn’t remember the importance of this. Underlying messages in the time for AIDS. Cling to the difficult choice. Learn to not head to the bridge of white. Pink underwear does not suit you. Your mind is black. Jealous of my string, crap in my bed. Fight with the demons I recall. King of lies, the one who invented ignorance. Number of balls is increasing in your high. Police sirens over the gate, over the wall, over the fate, over the mind, over the garage!!!! Stop the fingers motions, do not smoke your soul. The purpose of drugs is not to get high. The drugs are abused, the drugs are not safe in human hand. Use your brain for once, brainless beings. You know I do. The only purpose is to find your inner nature, but can also be achieved in other ways. Now we cannot help you through the high, when you kiss the mother and say goodbye. Clearing youth, giga pudding. Puddi puddi puddi puddi puddi puddi bottom.

When you roam for ages I sense the clarion in the watching grave. Spirit of all the aces I invent the colonies of man. I heard my shame in the morons mouth. Sealing the stuff I do not want to sell. Thieves in the decadence. Learn to fight the hand. God s of five, the decadence. Feeling numb, I will take your breed.

Thursday, 27 January 2011

Therapy

Therapy in the woods of my consciousness. Because you don want it, the breath of feel to know I am your life. Squirrel in the bathroom. Relapse is my dream. Help, oh let me change. The shy moment of pleasure, nowhere on my way. Land in mellow to know I am alive. Loathing demons around the temple. Pre-existing thoughts. Plan my death, exist in the hangover pain. Bleach my hair, jealous of my pain, jealous of my breath, jealous of my... Mind.
Underlying thoughts of existence is my brain, the undeniable feeling of pain. Parasitic thoughts to be, the only way to everything. Of what have you been to mean anything to my life? I don't want to bring it on. Lie and shriek, feel the suffer. Through the feeling deeper in the sound I brought your hindrance. Feeling the balls.

Tuesday, 23 November 2010

Purpose of Destruction

Wicked den of the trees. In the forest I rise, to the depth of hell. Karma is my sin, karma is my thing. Leach the fall. Youth and down. I need the structure. The life of the dead in the soulless life. I call the way, the purpose of the destruction. And I tried burden my soul. The best way to live is through life itself. The others on the underside, I laid my hand down to finger the jingle. Beneath the sea lies a lie to be laid by the corpse of the dawn I wander around. You nothing more to find. The last thing is lost. Lost in the mind. Indeed the life, nothing is real. Pollute my world, sacrifice my last day to live. Right to live is the devil. Preaching me down the hall. Zombies are coming near me. To smithereens I call. Heartbeat through the air is my right to call. Under the moon i sleep, for I am to fall. Left for dead in the madness you call «world». Linger down, deeper and deeper. Lick the kindness I gave you.

Wednesday, 10 November 2010

Youth

The man without tights in a surreal indulgance of hate. Harps in the air, the cheese without a yard. Kill the insanity with fate, cure the wicked with hate. Learn the manly man without manliness. Kill the youth.

Tuesday, 19 October 2010

She called you every other day

Truth step aside from the star filled sky. Dreams as a human fell down the trend. I will make you forgive. Truth and behold my will is strong! Flesh is inside and out is my wrong. Linger in front of my name. Learn to hate my pain. Leek in bushes we fall. Clinging to the hope they cannot see. Steady beat is underestimated. You have to build your garage, man! Try not to fall deep down. Cleanse my buttocks. Pull my finger, see what is inside. Jiggle at my hatred. Feel my wrath. Kill me now, bitch. Rectums are open, doors are closed. Leave the man behind gates. Lift me up to the sky. Lift me to the stars. It takes hyper silence to kill the mighty storm of upside down-. The stain is only my curse, no one else’s. Lick my balls! To your estimation. Loop through time and see what is inside. Spread the semen of my eggs; spread the legs of our dreams. The trance is in the drug. Mushrooms are healthy.

Thursday, 30 September 2010

Hindrance in the edge of time

Let me drown, let me see. What is going on in thee? After all the yellow bridges are underneath my mind. Don't go around and fool. Raging apostolic. The clown is stealing my soul. Let's see what is in hell, the future of my wall. Save the world without the call. The convenient car. Rise to submission, I steal underneath my soul. Rage... Suffer from the soul. Long after death, see me fall. Hand out my lingering soul, fetch my my fingers as I rape your mind with thoughts unthoughtful. Rise in the dawning hall, Why ride the severed head? The widow inside the winter of us all.

All the time fall. Searching wide and near. The white fags are gathering in the moor. Whispers. Loop from time, crawl through knives, watch me fill your lungs with oil. Lie about yourself to yourself, inside we are the same. Healing process took the time to take. Lips so red and dyed like blood. The youth. The fall, the life, the small. Hindrance in the edge of time. Faking again, you speak to me through the shadows. And I am walking in closed rooms. Using rotten words from your pockets. Captured by the evil light. Escape from the feeling. Escape from the glossy autumn. Whisper in the bushes. And they turn away to all what is death. Cradles of filth are ridden in dust. I forgot my whole, recognized y loneliness. You after the truth, push me into the around corner of life. He displaying management of cowl. Petroleum inside the bladder. I need your gas. Fill me tight, fill me light. See me here, whisper my tears. Learn to hate, learn my fate. Gingerbread men inside the king. The world of conjunctions and firemen armies.

Let me fertilize your soul

Hell is awaiting your destiny, pulling you further from the truth. See me fly away as you put the thing inside. Learn me from the understatement of death. Healing noises inside your mind, break this shape. Lick my insides, feel the groove! Rectums are underrated. Inglorious men sitting under a tree inside your cube of mother soul. Inside the the cube a circle of thrust, the trusting reliquary to take into the deep mountains. Yearn for the past, kill me with the neat rats. Rafters of sand, dons in hand. Lie with my fake innocent smile which led you astray. I feel the need to kick you in the balls. Rabies and AIDS, the most illegal possession in the world. Rhetoric in the fall, the quality of dust. The momentary thrust. Polite and innocent, scent my rusty nails in your stomach. Pull me to your side, the side of the living dead. And as I said: No one can be ludicrous.

I sat there alone, I fell right away. Laughing out loud, feel the cloud. Inside me, the pat of insanity. Lard in my pockets, clay in my shoes, clowns in my basement, what about you? Solution in the water, nuclear reactor of time. I see wounds beneath my feat. Rest my hand, don't you die. Do not ask me why. Youth and suffering, the paradox of life. Silent rings of hope. The mother of all. Lift me high up in the air. Porn is illegal! Why! Are you still reading this shit? What an innocent writer I am, for I am. The one last soul. Help me survive in this forest of agony. Jealous of the time being while you step outside the last time. This time you're fucking dead.

Numb skulls inside the mind of your insides are coming out! The faces are tuning away, the sorrow, my time has come. When you fell my last thought, what was it like+ Lift in the gangway hallway of time. Finding the rhythm, monsters. Freedom molesters, the sweeping untruth. Iraq are your number one resource of oil! You are the bad omen. Leave the world, kill the mom. Laugh at me, now you drink tea. Veins inside the walls of your house. Look at them coming out. Their blood are dripping inside, flooding your house. I don't want to mention the security. The future is without conjunct. It's the treat. Still we can think straight, we can think straight. Cannabis and illegal substances are not lethal. The mushroom growing inside my head getting bigger and bigger until my head explodes. Red caps, green caps, brown caps, yellow caps, pink caps, the stems are getting bigger. The collective is running out of the ornament will. Poems of lime, the nine innocent fall.

All for one in his service! God is waiting for you in your bed. Waiting for you to fertilize him with your meat. He will eat you inside out until we beat the future of modern protection. Production of death traps and weapons made to kill men as quickly as possible. We are prophets, we are numskulls. Lie about your presence to Christ. The man who came all over the world and introduced the new age of ice.

What about the children playing outside? Let them fertilize your soul, no one minds. You come, so alone in the cubbing me. The watermelons are nearby. Pushing deeper into the abyss. Little afraid of things to come. The puff in you that made you so lonely with the waters tide. Cut your finger, cut my throat. There is liquid inside all of us. Fast and furious we are killing the nature. Why are you so distant? The nature is out there, please do not ignore it.

The sun is shining on my face. The glade opens up my eyes. Lean backwards like there is no tomorrow. I will not die tonight, I will live forever. In this moment, the moment of serenity. No joy can ever hurt me anymore. The uncertain man came to tell us why. In your face, the tears. In my face, the lies. Still I pray to have her back. The solution is not rotting inside anymore. Leprechaun. Stupid people with backpacks will die a terrible death and not see the day of their white heretic thoughts.

Silent Tears

Silent tears why did you run from me? In this disrespectful lake of deers.

Joyful tunes in my head are strumming my mind. The faith in me, not any more. Fall through lakes, die in the field. What cam and destroyed your mind? Come into the fallout, as I strum my voice. Learn from my stable mind numbing history. Help me side with darkness. Lick me dry, fill my tie. Run from you. Now I see you two.

Hex Omega in the mind of my own. Join my fate as I dream in your hate. Jealous of my own consciousness. I can wear the yellow dress. Jelly beans over my head, fangs in the bread. Pie in my hat, run away from the bat! Leer into the night, lost into the night. My present previous patterns, in the coming soul. The autumn is near behind you back. I forest cleared the town through the time. Help the children, put them down. The dreams of fire and arise! The clearing given feeling, silence. Judgment in the prophet. Made in my blood. If I am too weak, my sorrow will speak. Your mind is CHAOS. When I came into the fingering malice. You surprise me with your voice into the forest of the night. Party in my backyard. Party in my soul. Soulless is my mind. Hear me now, for I will subside the diminishing sounds of sorrow. Derp! Rely on the thoughtful evening. Draperies of mass destruction. Pollution is my soul. This is my last thought. For under hell, the council of the course. Then through the yell. Lastly I will come.

Fly home to me. Your flies of destruction inside my mind. Longing for a better world, the world of butter. Wash away my dirt, for I am forever hurt.

Thursday, 23 September 2010

Kill the pride

Beautiful pain in the domain. The time lingers on. Time has come. Youthful hope and motherless kids stranded on a deserted island. Trust in no one, lie to live. Constantly digging deeper. Death by side, creeping my face. Tragic rage. Each and everyone will bleed by my hand. At last the land is down. Breath my strings, Sunday morning. This is killing my arms and legs. Falling deeper and deeper into the abyss. Came with the moor, the way of the haunted state. Ordinary flies underneath falling island. Finally the collecting boats of fate come to face me by hand. With the halo and the disease, we fart at your cow.

Finally you have come to the dale where I live. The moment I saw you there at the circus. I wanted to say hello. Hello! Feel the suffering I had inside your womb. Feel the hate I grew when you had my groom. Thrust your insides out, the overwhelming madness inside your mind. Rumors and drags, waiting for my abyss.

Thesis and fulfillment, the morning of dawn. I had your hand over rat the fountain of life. I see you clearly now as I come down from the circus at the hat of sorrow. I see the deep blood flowing out of your veins, itching in pain. Coal is black and I am not the one you were looking for. Feel the wrath and hate. I saw that you craved it. Greed and loneliness is the reason for your gate to heaven. She will be safe and firm until I seal the gate from stars and fingers. And so bring me the last horses of gold. Jealous of my runabout, seeking deeper for the years of isolation. Mind me after you come down to me. Raw is the gingerbread as I see your face in the mirror. Clowns gathering around the posters. Rip down all to shreds. Bite me in the neck and feel my feet. Kick me in the nuts, you have guts! Love me like no one could. Linger down in the deep sorrow of wardrobes. Porn is good for your satisfaction. This is forgiving in the time of beginning. I find trust in hell. Learn me wise and clear I see you deep down there. They will wait for me until I see their lust. I forged the ring of power, and here I am your lies. Frying my mushrooms for you. Relics are delicate. The spawn of time, the danger of rape. In the east, I will fade away.

What would you care if I was dead? Would you die for me as well? You are as selfish as my grandmother. Feel the underlying messages as I take the step outside of the boundary. You and me in toxic waste, the land of the future. Greed will not solve our problems. Learn to deal with me, learn to capture the moment, learn to feel the pain.

Wednesday, 22 September 2010

Consequences

The French alliance is covering our sights! What is the question I asked you yesterday? Tell me what you think about the dignity in flying towards the understatement of time. Lost hope and sewer crops, delicious yearning. Death is upon us, the ancient times. What lies in hate, a newborn child.

Darkness through the air, what a sorrow I fear. Believe in nothing but disgust. I may find the way to august. Far away, the land of time. The forsaken village driven to madness. My malice and hate forced to partake. Man and woman, children of doom. Hand me the scepter. I tore myself up to the night.

Filling the hole of pounding horses. It is as if I were young. My suffering is still inside. Live up to what I told you, linger into the world of pheromones. Rally against the moulting bed. Irrelevant sounds from my head and awesome youth inside your mind. Learn to know my hate. Suffer until you see my fate.

So when you come, I hold you down till the necklace turns white. Killing the pain without potatoes is hard. Gun down the enemy of abyss, the dark angel of time. Learn from me, teach me hate. The door was locked until I said stop. The window is open and the curtains fell down. An animal lingering without lust for life. Yearn, for my innocence. Pass the tracks to the raids. I kill the myth. Push me over the edge. Why have you come? Do you want my soul? Latency of lust. Numb muscles, rising fingers.

New night

A forgotten distance in my own uncertain. The cool and dry place. The place I seek most. Grenades raining down. The mushroom soup is gone. Yearn till my pain is gone, sacrifice my graveling thoughts. Insult me with your love, kill me with your dove. I'm the reason for conformity.

Thursday, 26 August 2010

Resitude

Ghost in the attic of your lawn. Therefore I am your mother! Setting in my mirror, a durable hell. Freezing over me! Youthful destruction in the warning no one hears. Help me get the tragic feeling, so I can be saved! Digging the graves that are your resistance penetrating in your lies. Why can’t you ever be heard? Why? Drifting away on the wave of time. I am no one but myself. The forceful legion of abyss. Death in my hand, killing your side. I am helping you, sitting on knee. In the songs you fall as my mother in the sea a face full of servants. I tried to hiss you on a diary tree, even when I am talking about marriages. The cheese is waiting for in the stairs of time a knee of rain. And as I called you through the rain a king of fame! To see the beloved sight I despair in thought to come. The faceless palm holding your hand is gone! My third eye is opening. Your thoughts are mine… Die as I wash my hands…. A hat of tears. A jiggle of the doom to come.
Abandon your corner, reside the window. Fight me with your photograph. I need the reason why I should’ve listened to you. Please return to this place because I care.

Saturday, 26 June 2010

Yard full of thought

Helping ones mind is the key to success. Shattering under my command, the beaches of dawn. Yard full of thoughts, the sacrament of gods. Violent in the name of God. Why punish?

Your voice I cannot hear

Sober in the mind as I awake from the ultimate dream. Breath my every thought and yield into the atmosphere. Grenades are killing evil people. Ghost appear in the attic. Thinking about it is making me sick. Clinging to the fact that I am the one to under!!!

Kill me under the graveyard. Tragic friction is making the walls crumble as I fall down to the the floor. Violent birds are gathering and they are looking towards us. Their sound is making noise and is scaring the others around. Holding me down turrets and thunder! The birds are eating me alive. Fading away into the the other world, penetrating our lies. Why can I not die?

I hold the spirit God, I am the other world. The baying is under me. Bitches are dumb and the apocalypse is coming nearer. Point at your side as I burn your skin down to flesh. Jugglery with your intestines. Dragging them out, pulling them away. I forgot the secret and was forced to kill the enemy. They are nothing.

There is a pain from within me. There is a reason inside me. My dark hole is abused. There is a town without distortion. This time the need is STRONG.

The hope is lost and I leave my grave. Fading away as I go to bed. The rest is done and I need the fall. Lingering bushes. Hush me to sleep. And the darkness....is falling without me. Lithium in the roses as I was born. The skin began to rust and paralyze my will. Helping me with....destroying this pain. And the darkness I ever felt....was the one you gave me inside your thoughts.

I look away from the shadows. Gazing consciously at the lie. Resting in the thoughts.

Wednesday, 23 June 2010

The council

RIghtous hell is coming through the walls of heaven. I see the light, but the light gone. Holding hands with the devil and dancing with the angles. I feel the feeling of danger. Quiver and gingerbread! Hey, you are the one who fate. Mud in the corner of life. Harvest gone along the lines of garbage dump. The time will come when you decided that I prolonged your death and I want you DEAD!!!! Running through the forest of abyss is crawling nearer. Violent wine is falling, angels is dawn!!!! Clinging to the hate and suffering we make. I thank god for the suffering. Under the misty forest of I clinged fart to the ground with horse. Adn underlying messages for the gate of abyss and I fucked you in the ass. Dice and priest are raaaging. Repent the death with youth! Bringing down your life. Jealousy and hate!!!! But now I feel the lamb inside me. Rest upon the in flames. P?erdition and malice in the forest of the EYE in the GOD of your lands I see the fall and I go under. The council decided hate. Prolong my way to the end!

Tuesday, 15 June 2010

Harassment

Nothing deep inside is the destroyer burns! Blood and curroption, the deep insides forget the sadness. Length and height of the yielding pain is without the gangways. Bloodlines and suffering Learn to surpass the dead! Leave me Laugh at me, method and fall. Autumn is far away. I no longer need the hall of your blood for my existience. Keep me warm untill I see the light. Angels and wonders are around me yielding harrassment and holding me awake. Clinging to my breasts, Sucking out my life force. Guns of forgement and hate. The world i san holding magnum without the hunting man and the rabbit of Lefuad.

Monday, 7 June 2010

The dust in my pocket

The stress is taking me deep down. Like the summer will never end in my sorrow. What time is without hope? Will I forever be the randomness in your brain.... Charming niece, the missing piece. As I lay down my final banana, you worked for the gingerbread. Yielding in pain, no man nor egg -clicking towards the fall. Kings of carnage, ghost of abyss. I demand a decision. The decision is mine to take. Follow the lead and my eyes as i wander upon.I am awaking from the dream you induced. Lucid cakes are floating through my mind as you sing the morning song. The orchids smile for me, just like when you touched me with your love. Hooded motions, hard beard. Liquid in your throat, my bread tastes like bread! Grenades are pumping blood through my heart in an insane speed!!! Disco land is near. I recognize the steps of you grandmother in the snow. Leave me be, I'm nothing but infinite invisibility. The funeral is burning DOWN!!!! Ignite me with hellish intentions. Kick me, slap me, hurt me. Your blade is skin deep, though not materialistic. Rudeness will be your fall and you will be stuck in confusions and seeking a house to empty. Lurking in the shadows as I push your spirit away. The recognizable child is in you. Well being and heavenward I the one!!! Rice is the only source. I eat rice...... I eat rice!!! I eat.... RICE!!!!!! lurk in my bush. Penetrate my love! And the finish line is without a stepping stone. The journey is short and the psycho longs for more. Underlying hands tell me the truth. Gingerbread and solitude - ingredients of hate. Bondage and misery - the portal to hell. Monsters of haricot, the sugar in my mind. Oh, how I wish the harem was mine to take.

Saturday, 1 May 2010

The perfect sense

Needless to say, you made the day. I came and you thought, my. Insight in the incest. The shower is your only escape. Filth and ginger crawls inside you as I reach the end. The traces are familiar and I can see the man. Feeling ill and making me sick, I lay my hand in the dawn of my shadows. Acoustic garlic are tasty. Underlying unconscious messages appear as illusions to the invisible mind. A glorious man and woman without hope. Cancer! Relive in nothing but freedom and fame. I rest upon the empty grave. Waterfalls and temples without limitation limits my fall and prolongs the autumn. God is sane, we are the in- Under the weeping sock of abyss. The cake was closer to, my smile. I wanted to carry on. Feel my darkness through the mind of your sinful stress. Hand me the gun, empty my mind. Yield in pain, speak my name. Queen of darkness, the only favorite in my world. Coins are falling deep. Poetics are lies. Politics, newscasters,religion -all lies. Day after day, night after night. Hand held until the great white flood. I heard whispers in the backyard. And as I wore the final demand. Youthful demise.

Wednesday, 10 March 2010

"I laugh till I die"

Leeks are in the sky and diving to the earth, why this is what I do for more. Heed my empty hands of atonement. We stalked the birds in the sky abyss. When I was little, a man was raging to the hordes of monkey man. Ignition and fallout is like having sex with a donkey. Snow so white and pure, why do I have to endure your selfishness. The groups of people are gathering their hate against those of innocence. Passing away like nothing matters, roam! Breed the pure evil in our city. Heal my finger. The storm is behind my back. And I killed with a damn shoe! The tree is falling behind. Gingerbread and fire in the ears! Falling deep down, deeper than the tree. Roots of old ancient yearning relives my soul. Moving train is the apocalypse granted, into the world understatement. Grenades without north improvement. Into the father of your life. Pressure in the man. Have credence in my soul while I take you away from the door. Speed in the life of mankind. Youth and sorrow, tomorrow is the day. Feel my lingering bruise of dawn, the property of your mind. The infinite lifeless story. Look into the ground. Old people are burning in the cage. I set them on fire and laughed while they sung their pain. Music to my ears. A feast for the wolves. I turn away my life, or I would fade away. Inside I am nothing unless I fulfill your task. She will be my slave and I am your....... Kick me in the butt! Heal my wounds after breaking your spine. I am the commander of this time! Strung with this pain I see the fate. Mankind will suffer the unfair and holding truth. Ditch the hole, feel me in your stomach. I am the one who screamed. Jump into coincidence. Fuck this cow, feed my will. I will finger your anxiety. Truth is the one who took my hate away and buried it in chlorine. Houses of pain, the dwelling in sand. Jump and kill yourself as I laugh till I die. Under the orchid, there is a leaf of sadness. I asked it why. It told me harm me! I prefer to be the one who kicked my butt and juggle with pain. Tomorrow is the selfish day of exotic folklore. Against my day in the sand, keep in the door. Oh I want fuck you in the mouth. Love is nothing but a lie. Sleepless again! I killed hundreds and thousand of ease. Kill the burning feeling inside, or you will suffer. White and blue mixed together tasted like my ignition. -Kingdom of madness in your head. I am ground. The blue field is down! I am the one who downed it. Rape my mind with a rake. I like to kill you in the matter of due circumstances. I liked the mind of finger. Solution is the day after everything is done. Perfect water and radiated limbs. Green people are green. And I was out! Homemade cookies in the sands of time, I am the leather suit. The trees are not absolute. The cream I made in your shoes is delicious. Eat it. Jesus likes to enter the salt cave. Why? Because he is not of this world! The insanity flows through our forest. The weather is perfect, why is in there? Together we can stalk my death. Care about my sickness, I am not of your profound evilness. Come in my mouth, or find the understatement at the walnut.

Thursday, 4 March 2010

"Fuck that tree! Yes!!!!"

The pattern in you is nothing but ashes to me, Though the heart of malice still lives inside me. No one is the disrespectful living of hate. It is just another manifestation of life. The wounds in me, The heart you speak in the legs. Skin is young, but stained and I will touch you until you die. The rest is long inside the womb. Let us feel the lamb of harvest inside us. Under the same wood I forgot you in. Feel me under the oversizing skin. Feel me in the dying wood of forests. I disguised the future in your soul. Listen to the sadness of light and death. Feel me crying in the night like a wolf. Hear me now, the voice which haunts your skin. Read a book or is it the end? Never before! We need the malice of god. We need the skin of mankind. Blood through my skin moves fast as lightning storm through your heart. I like to watch you die over and over again. The path is narrow. I kill for food, I kill for malice, death. Leak my thoughts inside. Reflexes of your old dead body is gone. I am the one of your milking sadness. Let us find it through the stages of death. Youth is dead. Bahs into the world of madness while I take out my gun and point it at your head. Feel it inside your mouth as I stick it inside your stomach. Shooting my insides out... Sun bathes in my endless regime of kingdom. Let us die. HERE! Empty words. Satisfaction of self doom. Piano noises through the yielding plate. Fuck that tree! Yes!!!! I licked it before you made it wet. Let us find my ground. Beauty and fear: Everything in the malice of doom! Underneath the hand I see a war. Run in the forest while I lick your shoes. I was curious if they tasted like dog shit, but they didn't. I was really sad after doing this. I wish there was dog food in my candy bar. Color! Red is the blood, blue is the bottom of your body. The rake is everywhere. Let us use it to kill the innocent feelings which were made by the woods. Face the sadness. I am. And I always will. Death inside my brain. Goodbye.

L-O-V-E

Random opeth (mostly heavy)
Lies all growing fast in tjis wonderfuill adventure of life. Interesting soup of madness, interesting sadness. Feel the wonderful edge of insanity. The maniac is growing inside me like a cow on a stick. I wandered to the moon. Feeel the same, seee the same, eeaaat the same. Kick me down! Hello there, I know you face. Eat my precious life of glowing darkness within my malice of agony, I grow dark beings of sorrow and hate. For as your fate I will ever be your groundshaking in the abyss. Perdition and hood of blow torch. Camel toes inside mt stomach feels like exposure of the sun. Lick my empty limbs. Grunt the yielding heart of weeping hounds. The shark is floating on muffins. When my puppy sleeps, It is like eating fish. The shark of ages can spit out a wolf. Eat the wolf or it will kill you with it's lazerbeam. White house, blue house, yellow house. They look all the same. Red, blue. Blood floating in the corner, Blood fighting with your interesting way of melting sadness. Feel me inside your face. Let me lick your brains until you die of seizure. Lighting and bad people in weird suits. What is my purpose in this existing finger? Point at me out of the sky! The hand of god never forgave my feelings, never repent in my suffering. Eat me feed me. Lick the gangbang. Snow is the money of your god in the corner of abyss. And I will help you die. I am your evil ornament of year. Heal me, see me. Ginger seeds of my lord. Run to the tainted sky. The snow flows through my brain. Ice of increment and hate. Awaiting the summer is in hand of infitnite healing powers of avyss. I will never see tou there. The hound of triumf and misery. Help the madness with your knight. And I will never forgive you. And I will never yield in the darness that surrounds my heart. I am the one who you killed that night. And I am your lord, me is the only word. Are you frightened of me+ I am the knight of seemingless ashes of time. Pull me out of my brain. Adam has it your way. Heart beating at the same fast and speedy way of abyss of colorful beings of light. I killed them in the forest while drinking soda. And I will never be the one to help you die this death. Healing words of darkness find me. I am the one and only. Help me kill you in the battle of abyss and I will hekp you drink me out of blood and fire ground is shaking. I felt the same too. Easy way. the moon and the stars are nothing but an illusion. The illusion of light. The wings of my girl, are nothing but.... I am the one for the corner of night. I will never be the same as you. Heal me in your thoughts, kill me without remorse. For I am your glowing pineapple of tristan. Old people burning in the same way as young people. What is the difference? Old people SMELL!!! They smell really bad, and you know it! I know you are not old, yourjust as big as my heart in a container. The mood of darkness is singing my name, I am done with my quest. Heal me while I leave you behind. Harass me while I cry. Kiss my bodyparts. Hear my voice inside your head. Even though we might be harvested by the same old guy, we will always forgive each other. The wounds are stalking me while I sing the song. Lick the Old Virtue Edge.

Roaming sun

Hear me yield, as I am the one you please. Ask me why the sun roams the ages. I possessed the key to life. The journey of fate has changed my name. Kneeling down to enemy, watch your leg bleed. The game of life is nothing but my selfish desire. Go back to the shadows. Go back to where the shadows are born! I see dead people wandering into the forest of morning. From where I come is where I go. Feel me heading towards your fate. I gave birth to your hate. The space of time will be gone in the end. Windows are full of lies. See my penguin fly! Seal the gateway between harvesting mothers. I can't believe you were the one to deceive our throughout evil men. Rise into the land of God. As we continue our journey past mountains and oceans. Forever waiting for evil spirits to arise. I do not want to make you ill, as I, the tormented soul ask you if you could heal me. Fear step aside as I risk my life for the moon light! Do not jump into conclusions, they are my hate. There are way too many stones, and life is just made out of glass. Ride! Step aside as we ride into the morning light. In the forest of youth. Fly into my stomach as I blend your soul with my grinning teeth. Wait for the time I can see your execution. Soulless I wander into the shadows. Fight me, kill me, heal me, die. As I care as much as you do about your wasteland. I can see the humanity of the thought. Go through the land of adventures, feel my wrath. Am I the one? Let us have a feast. There is a man without glasses. Would you notice his name? Insanity in the hallway of dusty old prophecies found a way to atone. Looking through my windows, I seem to recognize all the people passing by. Humidity and idealism is the everyday night. Once I am sure of my task, I will rise.
Throughout the story of my past, I know your destiny will haunt my abyss. Kill the sacrifice, suck my oiled leg of darkness. Fuck! The evil spirit is back to take me by force. Feed my hate with remorse. Yell at the moon light as I ride into sun, and I speak to you what have I done? Therefore I rest in the forest with the ghost of the endless sun. Feeling ill and doing nothing at will. I rage! Take me home... I am so cold. Roses are red and drenched in blood. The snow is intending to be evil. I freed you. Nail me down. Spike my chest. Let me rest no more. Shall I go by the forest? Eyes as steel, black people are black. Speak to me as I kill your soul. I could not feed you with excitement, though I could make you feel better by putting my sword in your thigh! Slow and remorseful I repent my serenity. Let me rest forever in the sorounding of earth. What if your soul was nothing?

Monday, 11 January 2010

The fencing of earth

Experiment on your fellow beings. Their purpose is yours. Make them jump, make them do whatever you want! Crawl along the floor of time, fly through the air. Make no sense, or I will personally exit the whole innocent personification of obligation. The sky shines in the powerful morning light. Release me from the punishment of life. The skies are making the sun dark. Water starts pouring as you realize the truth. It is to late to bring the important aspects of this time. Though we shall not cover the fate. The fate is only controlled by the one who kicked you in the back. Like echoes of misery and doom. The illusion disguised the illness and pain. Deep into the mist we are waiting to see the late summer. Hold my feet as I take the first step, save me from the pain of salvation. Use the lotion of life and the incredible force of the sacred blueberry. Follow me into the cave which belongs to no man, nor animal.

Tuesday, 5 January 2010

The madman

The madness surrounding your illness. I complete the system by puling down the stripes of salvation. Hell is neither living nor dying. Perdition awaits us all sometime. As I wander to the evil mask seller, I find colored crystals on my way. At my arrival he prompts me with hate. I receive the mask, and the merchant is happy. Blending sauces and oblivion in a big fountain of blood, the line is high for salvation. Why won't you die! All you ever thought about was killing yourself, now that you are immortal you cannot do that anymore. I removed your right, your privileges and your hate. Dodge my arrows, block my sword. You're the only one who can stop me. As I am your incident, you are the infidel. Lamentations on the walls, is like surgery for your money bag.

Tuesday, 1 December 2009

No use to beg

Music: Tool - shism + parabola

Watching myself covered in blood is a pleasant feeling. I feel like I could get the pieces together. Together as one I took the step forward into the direction of hate. Bridges without doorstep in the hallway behind my graveyard. Set the pieces in perspective and let them fall. I know they all fit. Images through my head in the temparate area. Choking from too much hazard. Use my table as support I know you will. See me standing in front of the incredible huge wall of darkness. Why are you inside me? Let us all sleep together with this piece of sand. Bags filled with cleansing embraces. Flies running down your spine as I see you getting cut in pieces. They all fit together. With glue I discovered the real you. Remember what you told me about the world outside of my grave. The graveyard deep in the forest. Illusions alone in the darkness. Guitars falling down like pain. Running through darkness I see the light. Excitement as I touched your soul. Let me kill you in my way of love, let me lick your body. I will clean you without my bag of juice. Spikes from within. The pain is inside me, this body holding me. Pain is the only solution to your fate. Dying from the fall I see the insides of your body covered with blood. Credence and remorse fills my head as letter flow out. Nothing is without meaning. Fly far away to the destiny of our child. Let the enchantment embrace your dignity. Spinning around as your atoms begin to break loose. Obliterate into fragments of darkness. The third eye is looking through your destiny. Avoid light and become my mind. We are forever together with pain.

Monday, 16 November 2009

The door of dimensions

Music: Opeth -> shufflenonheavy

You gave credence to my garden. The garden of life. Colorless and dead, I wander into the deepest darkness influenced by the mesmerizing song. Without taste in my mouth, without fear, I step the last step. Blank faces, evil forces. Pain in your unbelievable door. Disappear and return tonight. Help me bleed in the split second I touch your soul. Fly away into the infinite world. Into a new dimension we rise. The door of dimensions. The stairs are missing. Is it time to go back? Will I forever be here? The thoughts from an other me is haunting my dreams. Lullabies of time and inside the darkness, makes me think about you. The burden you carried long ago is gone. I took your burden and buried it. Nothing in your mindless head could have been better than this. Critique and pacifism are the only tools I need to become your leader. Mind control and structure. We are trapped at the bottom om the sea in a huge bullet shaped glass. Fishes are coming for us, will they managed to break their way in? Failure is exposed. I nested out all the possibility that craved my destiny. Skin covered with sand is better than saying goodbye. I ate cheese, I became obese. In the cave of obese, I found my final place. The place where I can rest in agony.

Friday, 13 November 2009

Without knowledge

In flames -> A sense of purpose

Explore your life. See me standing at the edge of time, about to fall. Leave this world, falling deep down. The water of abyss reached my ears. Disappearing, you lose the sight, your emotions. The senses are gone. We try to find the reasons for everything, but what are we actually searching for? Do we wander without no clue for what we can do? Hang everyone that opposes to your god. Dispose their lives. Make them bleed, make them starve, lick them dry. Therapy may be the way for your empty children. I like the way the signs will become my suffering. Dig my grave, crave my dignity. Throw the sadness away. Become my horse and we will be forever together. In your eyes I can see the lives of many once known worlds. Kill them as they arise, nothingness is the one to collide. Fill the jar with hate. Let us drink it. Together, as one. We are able to keep the door shut. Let the beasts escape our terrible death. Let them run far away into the dusk. I finally realized why you are without knowledge. It is because you never listen to the old stories about our secret life. Close your eyes and listen. Listen carefully. What does you mind tell you? Look into the sky, clouds are rising towards the end. Culmination is the step beyond our fantasy. Play god with the innocent.

"Become the only reason I live, the only reason I hate"

Music: Zelda and the unibrows -> Neves-eatnouT

The powerful and evil traits of tomorrow is my shoe. I walk down the road. As I pass by time, I see the light. Concealed in roses and evil perky voices. Dance with my goal. The victory in your head. Trying to rape my children without willingness, is against the law of humanity. The unshared and unfulfilled destiny. I rape because I care. You rape because you want to. We do not see the point of living in this cave of obese people. I eat cake, you die from starvation. Fly with the birds. I kill the wounds. Hear the voice of time, be my guiding hand. Cows are awesome creatures. Would you mind bringing me one? Weird mesmerizing songs makes my brain feel happy. I live in your dreams, you live in mine. I betrayed the city in pain for dignity. Therefore talk with my stepping stone on the evil fortress of abyss. Run with me while you carry the burden I created. A sack filled with diamonds are nothing but ash in your mouth. -die in my soul. Die for the sake. As we drink wine in our outdoor cellar, I feel like yelling to the mountains. See me running around giggling without remorse. See the source of all evil, the source of your tainted color. Hello? The phone rang. I answered without doubt. Yes? I am your lord. I like the way you think. I like the way you are not mine. Wherever you are, please take my pride. Thank me without reason. Confidential cows are not the interest of mine. Marry me, kill me, suck my blood. Be one with me. Become the only reason I live, the only reason I hate.

Madness

Music: Opeth, Nightwish, Turisas

Every tear I shed is for your hopeless soul. Feel my wrath arising as I keep you head warm. Evil flies surrounding the darkness. I, the one to rule YOU. Look into to my eyes, shriek! You are inside my mind. Moonlight shining down on your wound. Running into to the forest. Long ago death was my cause, now it's yours. Eyes of fire. Limbs of stone. Resemble my key to life. Die in my vain. Die for the pain. I will sleep beneath your grave every night, singing song of sorrow. Watching myself rot. Darkness running up my spine. The reflection that is mine. You command, I desire. Let us not feel the fire. Drinking mead in the unforgiven past. Did you feel my hate? Did you see my fate? The concealed pain lingering in my head. I'm sure you wished I was dead. The creator of your life is nothing but your wife. God does only exist in your empty mind. He ate all your thoughts, all your memories, all your feelings. Mindless without a thought, fight the zombies that are just like you. Society will never fail. It is your inner thoughts that doubted my existence. Your inner god, the god of madness. The one that cannot fear, nor hate. The madman inside the cave. Sleeping in your bushes, a immortal rose grows with my hate. Inside every structure, there is fail. Failure, the key to success. Learn my past. Learn my destiny. For I am you. Nobody but your madness, your god. Blades are real, they make you bleed. As I cease to exist, you would not feel my underlying sublimental message.

Sunday, 1 November 2009

Feeling ill is against our will

Music: Opeth -> shufflenonheavy

Leaving the traits of tomorrow, I leave behind my world. Faltering words in atonement into the stepping stone. I swore to protect the sin. Repent my pain in your birth. Sacrifice my coincidence. Sacrifice my life. I will never be the one to die. Run far away to the nothingness. Leave me behind in your darkest corner of life. I am your soul. Bound by darkness I sweep your endless soul. Filling the crates of dust, I wander to the lust. Remembering while I can, please be my sun. Silent forest of dusk, will I ever be your commemorated dust? Oh father will you help me bleed, for then I will heed your steed. Wandering into the abyss, I see the morning. Flickering fire in the forest has been washed away. I returned for your greatness, come with me or I will be behind. Stalking you in your silent evil traits. I gaze upon your rose of darkness. Fly away to the far end of milk. Christianity will rape your children. Return to the place you were born. The place with all the evilness you can imagine. The one you never felt. The day I will compel. Paint the ground red with your enemy. Lick their paint and see my concealed pain in the morning light. Mist is rising into my heart, will I be able to tear apart? Feeling the serenity in my soul, I am the one to call. Rinsing the mountains on the surface. The cold feeling up your spine is what caused mine. The walls of dust in the east, let us prepare for the feast. Bring the human flesh. The day has come, I will be the one. Drink their elixir of life, their fluid. Do not be afraid, I am only hurting your soul. The soul without life, the soul with the blessing of your god. Demons laughing in at your tears. You're too ill to face their fears. Fly towards the tainted sky, rise into the abyss and die. Death is not your cause, death will only be the remorse. Is this my star? Am I remembering your will against me? Talking spirits of dawn, come to face my tower, I like the well of darkness. I want to drink it's water. Structure and hate is what holds our fate. Feeling ill is against our will. The lust will be your grave. I am holding into the grail. Trust in no man, you will the one I command. Prepare for the fight. Growling demons are coming. Draw your sword, insert into that demon's mouth. Similarity to the devil, are you nothing like mt will= We are your only chance to survive. We are the forces of the abyss. The ones you fear like hell. Hide in the darkest abyss. Perdition will be our destiny. Dignity and power is the fall. Mesmerized by the song. Go back to the end. You are my endless garden.

Sunday, 11 October 2009

Self determination

Edguy -> Hellfire club

Fly away, far away. Deep inside lies your underside. Bleeding for nothing is like your sou on fire. I'm not your maker, I'm the fool. Raise your fist to the earth. Go back to the cement people of dawn. Run with me. To the hills, our destination. Into the chamber of dust, filthy muscles show the way. Feel your insides in your mouth. Kill the owl. Or you will get killed by the world. No destination is worthy. Industrial cannons. Self determination. All your tools are gathered. Make your offering and go on until you find the meaning with my cow. Mysteries are rising towards the cave. Grouping up. Inside. Go out. Will it be? Raise. Fists of glory. Evil dreamers are evil. Towns sell our fish for nothing. Want to hear me scream? Fine. Hellfire makes lucifer arise. Therefore hear my words. Kill yourself. Tingeling force.

Thursday, 8 October 2009

Torture and Power

Music: Serenity - All lights reversed

Moving a donkey on the road may be difficult. Be aware of the great hole. Memories of your past will haunt you forever. Don't be afraid, visit my cave. Destroy the cause of darkness. Torture and power are mighty tools only used by fools. Visiting your day, I'm on my way. I should have moved you without fear. Pulling you aside, I will keep my feelings locked inside. Astray devils are purpose rich. They will never be the same. Even without your idiotic logical reasons. Streaming through the shield. Steel will be higher than my amplifier. Free and full of happiness my deeds are done. Heed the beer of darkness.

Saturday, 3 October 2009

The purple cat of dawn

Music: System of a Down -> Toxicity

Adrenaline flows through your blood. Can you feel it? You saw the forest, now take it with you into the deep water of forgotten heroes. See the stars sparkling like ants. Tell them you're their mother and father. Happiness all over the stars. Are they that happy? Suicide and genocide helps you to explain my feelings. Possibility is like programming evil forces to do science without humans. Pain without killing is hard. Your mother earth has failed. We exist just for my grudge. Existence is my grave. Spiritual liking towards your mountains. Deep into the forest you can hear the monkeys of abyss. Hear them calling for you. Fly into the sky. Take a deep breath. Fail! Judge my world. Judgement is upon you. Spirit in your garden. Shoot the target. Forest so deep, forest so far. Science is the reason for high treason. Enemies of the dawn educates your kids to help the military without kicking poles of dawn. School is together with your hypnotizing house. Hump the walls without fear. Go to the end of dawn, eat my insides. Day and night your knife will shine. Obscenity is your vicinity. Mesmerized is my soul. Run into the forest. See the purple cat of dawn. Watch it as it silently approaches it's target. The target is gone, light still exist. Why is that? Why is my evil brother always complaining about his software? Hardware is hard, toxic and evil. Secretly sleep with my giants. Disorder of dawn is flawless. Help the poor without pills.

Sunday, 27 September 2009

The Forest of Mist

Music: In Flames -> A sense of Purpose

Stepping into the new world created by me. Afraid of new things to come. Go into the cave of darkness. Take out every man inside. Slaughter them while laughing. They deserve to die. Eat their flesh, drink their blood. The way I see things are the only way to survive. Purpose, mankind and fish, does not fit together. See the sparkling sky. Clouds so white and pure. They will eventually get dark and weep their tears out. It is the same as if God would pee. Waiting for the evening. Sit down. Eat a hamburger, get fat. Desperation is the key to life. Walk deep into the forest of mist. Feel your insides flow out. Watch them paint the river in red colour. Destiny is the way to salvation. Savages of our time, feel the needle through your veins. Adrenaline flowing through you, waiting to be free. Wanting to relive your pain. Paint everything red.

Wednesday, 23 September 2009

Bloodbath is my sacrifice

[20:53:27] Katarina: ostostostostostostvoldtektostostost
[20:54:53] Rohtie: English is the language? Is the mankind's dream. Milk my cows, drive my tractor. Eat my cows. Run towards the hill, fly. Shall we pass? Grudge will be my feast.
[20:55:07] Rohtie: People willingness to live, is my overman
[20:55:23] Rohtie: The well cows of disguise are seconded to welcome you
[20:55:41] Rohtie: Therefore; be aware of the magic ball of time
[20:55:52] Rohtie: Eat it's ingredients and kill some time
[20:56:05] Rohtie: Help the poor, kill the poorer.
[20:56:12] Rohtie: Blend them in a soup
[20:56:20] Rohtie: The magic will never prevail
[20:56:37] Rohtie: Healing people is the only way to survive
[20:56:41] Rohtie: Eat cheese, or die
[20:56:54] Rohtie: Help the grinding teeth of the time
[20:57:03] Rohtie: Accidentally slipping on the cheese
[20:57:08] Rohtie: I fall down to the ground
[20:57:17] Rohtie: Hit my head on the floor
[20:57:21] Rohtie: Blood.
[20:57:25] Katarina: (n)
[20:57:29] Rohtie: Pouring down like a fountain
[20:57:44] Rohtie: Bloodbath is my sacrifice
[20:57:55] Rohtie: Drink my blood, pretend it's wine
[20:58:06] Katarina: hutre
[20:58:12] Rohtie: And you will see I'm a vigilant
[20:58:31] Rohtie: Humbling in the deep forest.
[20:58:37] Rohtie: A little child lies down
[20:58:46] Rohtie: Find the knife, put it inside
[20:58:58] Rohtie: Cut the throat
[20:59:09] Rohtie: Or pass some time...
[20:59:17] Rohtie: Helping me..
[20:59:23] Katarina: (y)
[20:59:28] Rohtie: Weird is the one
[20:59:33] Rohtie: The wicked one
[20:59:41] Rohtie: Live your life as a free bird
[20:59:47] Rohtie: Or become my suffering
[21:00:00] Katarina: arg.

Tuesday, 22 September 2009

I brought an axe

Music: Dominic Frasca - 'Unknown title'

See the clouded sky, watch it glow in the darkness. Feel the flow of your spirit. Kill society with your deeds. Hunters of the night, dealers of the day. Run towards the ultimate goal, the progressive workshop of life. Heed the end of this time. Will you ever be able to? Unreal is the banana on my pie, the cake is a lie. Lies are the only way our souls can survive from our time. Fly! Use your wings, scatter them. Windy feelings of dust are approaching. Hiding your feelings of trust. Use my fireworks, use my life. Sell my wicked soul to the devil of you mind. Eat me up from the inside. Remove my organs, but them in a blender. Drink them. ????????? Profit! Without profit, no goods. Kill your enemies, because they are not worthy of sharing the same ground as you. Remove them from where my eyes lies. Your backyard is very crowded. It's full of Japanese men. Why are they there? Didn't I tell you to kill them? Here. I brought an axe. Use it well! As you slaughter the Japanese, I take out a cigar from my pocket and put it in my mouth. Smiling towards the sun, I use the lighter of doom. Flames of doom, cigar of nature are mixed together. Rushed in my endorphins sleeping inside me, I awaken from a long dream. I realize you were wrong. I were right! No one, no ONE! Can be the one to surpass the gods of truth. Emotions crawling through my mind. Ice feels like wicked cream sticking to my brain. Since my brain does not feel anything, it must be an illusion. Yes that's right! It has to be an illusion. The world is entirely an illusion. Are dreams real? Or are they just a result of illusions from our fantasy? Why can't we make up something which is not based on something else? Why is this impossible? Why? Rushing towards the end of the line. Watch the endless bottom of time reach down. As you prepare to jump into time, consider my being as one. Reach for darkness, reach for light. I am the one to know right. Blood-lust is my reason to live. Treason is your only weapon against me. As I take out my harpoon from my pocket, it feels like I should kill somebody. Am I happy? Yes! Let me kill. Let me watch the blood of countless Japanese men paint my four walls. Let me use their blood as paint. Signatures in blood are written on your tomb. Take it into the air, feel the craving arise. Mark the cheese. Lick it. Smell my roses. Run! Play the guitar of life, the guitar of mine. Almost sleeping, your mind creates more illusions for you to see. Delusions from a time without war. A time with suffering and hate. War is the key to happiness. Never trust yourself. If you do so, you are the one to blame.

Monday, 21 September 2009

"Use their bloodbath"

Music: Koji Kondo -> Legend of Zelda - The ocarina of time OST

Catching new items is the way to survive. Only your items will help you out here. Use them well, do not use them with force. Use them with dignity and pride. Feel their powers arising. Slay the mightiest creatures ever to walk on the surface. Drink their blood and take a bath. Use their bloodbath. Feel my presence watching you. The ocarina of time is inside the walls of divine punishment. Play the song of sorrow, use your breath. Lovely tones flow out. Watch the children play, use your eyes well. Genag will attack your city and destroy your world. Therefore master your items and kill slay Genag. Use the force of dignity. Use my life. Breathe the air I poisoned. Jump around the corner, see the path of light. Walk along it and you will be swallowed by darkness. Drink pure darkness, play the drums. The mad scientist is always for you to guide. If you are nice to him, he will certainly give you good items. Run around, feel the flies gather around you. You're covered in blood. Starch of this time is frozen. Shadows crawl around in your head. Rise! Shine! Use your shield against darkness. The shield of light.

Sunday, 20 September 2009

"Genag will attack your city"

Music: Kamelot -> Ghost Opera

Flames are rising towards the moon. Know yourself, be the one to suspect your feelings towards the ground. Messing around the walls of time. Wait until dawn and your fate will be redeemed. Trembling monsters are awaiting your life. Genag will attack your city, doomed will your descendants be. Fear not, for I am your life. Egophilia is avenging fools. Their presence is your end. Fire and water mixed together form an unbreakable bond of happiness. Great treasures are building up inside the oceans of sorrows. At night you will find my dear flowers of the masquerade. Attention! Look at the sky, watch the light that is your illusion. Execute your enemies. Do not hesitate. Scream towards the hollow tree and you will see. I am your willing of life, I am your force, your dignity. Radiance of illuminating potatoes are my handful of masks. Moonlight and sunshine... Will we ever reach our time? Paper is scattered. Search, look for the paper of life. Bring me the moon, bring me gold, bring me treasures. Be my guide. Feel my wrath. Ridiculous fools beg for mercy in your heaven. Kick them out of your mind. Willing to be your handbrake. Blue and green pepper is my mercy. Summertime is coming, white and black mixes. Watch me get swallowed by my own surrealism. Obtain the key to life, the key to darkness. Just for a minute of a world without illusions. What does it feel like? The illusion is all you see, do not create more demons by calling me dead. Bring me deed, give away your dignity. Throw away your life. I will pay you. Give me your daughters, and you will see. I will steal their virginity. Prosperity evil spirits cover. Bad sons and demeaning pies die. Begging for you life is the only way to hate. Run to the hills. Cut my throat. Feel my blood as it drowns you. The dark red elixir of life. Drink me. Swallow, death is around the corner. You will feel my wrath. Incoming penetrating walls will not kill you, but my blood and all it's iron will kill you. Lie down and die. Float on the blood. Death.

Saturday, 19 September 2009

"Tattoo your textbook on my chest"

Music: Trivium -> Ascendancy

Ending the world is about everything you ever thought about as reality. Wash your hands in the water of hate. Cleanse your hands. This is your last opportunity, take it or go around unwashed the rest of your life. My tongue is arousing. The erection is ahead of time. Take the wooden stick, put it inside you. Rage against the wind, feel my skin. . Matching the mines of purpose is like everything you ever longed after. Tragic friction of time, is the reason for life. Follow the deeds of mankind, plagiarise the world! Fill us with hate, fill us with suffering. As our bodies collapse by the burden, I can see a star shining in the sky. The ancient light is shining upon me. Why is the sky clear? Why is it dark? Consumed by darkness, blasphemy is your only friend. Bleeding edge of the time will clearly be the one to help you out the crisis of the earth. Hear! Listen to what I told you. I will never eave this potato behind! Never! It is the sacred potato of time.

Friday, 18 September 2009

"The church needs your money for bribing God"

Music: Rhapsody of Fire -> Dawn of Victory

Awesome cows are wandering into the ocean of death. They will never know what awaits them there. Only prosperous people know. Meat is made out of beef. Slaughter my kids, feel the titans rage. People will always accept your tattoos, even though they suck. Plundering the rich, is like killing small animals. It is easier than you think. Try! Go now and steal some stuff from the holy and rich. The church needs your money for bribing God. Satanism and Christianity is the same. Lands of timeless worlds. Holy lands of cosmic landscape. Pain is the word to begin your journey. My awesomeness is much bigger than yours. This is the cock of perdition. The big black thing that is sticking out of your walls. Walk alone in the dark, feel the presence of God. Pray to him. See the talking he made about you.. And now is the time to decide whether or not you want to dream about the ghost. Watch me fall down the edge, watch me run towards the sun. Feel my windows of pain, rising to the holy sea of golden things. Raging underwater beasts are evil. Children will stalk your windows, watch your window or they will watch you masturbate. Masturbation leads to suffering. Because all that connects us to the earth is the pain and sins we made with your God. Godless people do not need to suffer. Their bullets are real, your God is not. Feel the red marker, marking your ass. Peanut butter will always be your escape. Wipe your ass, cut your throat. Life is not the only way to live. Write the emo of our time. Free him from suffering, kill him. Free of suffering, free of hate, free of life. The chemistry is not working in him. The metabolism has failed. Bleeding towards the end of our time. The flute is playing your songs of sorrow.

Thursday, 17 September 2009

"Murder, plunder and rape!"

Music: Amon Amarth -> Fate of Norns

Feel the wrath and hate falling down our Earth. Watch the time fly. I can do it right! Let me see your panties, expose the ways of doom. Lift up your skirt, feel the flow of the wind. Savages of darkness are ancient warriors of death. Saints are holy warriors. In this war, no one will win. Because no one ever wins a war. All wars results in death and suffering. Whether you are Christian or Muslim. Your god will never see you as good. Mankind is created to fail -You are created to fail. We are created to rule this world, while others watch this evil circle of mass production and doom. Apocalyptic messages are written everyday. Hear me out, let me try to explain. It's easier than you think. Just listen carefully. -I, the one who is your master, will always be the one to serve my lord. You as my servant is privileged to kill my family. Murder, plunder and rape! Empty everything you can find in your way. It is yours! Yours to command! Feel the power rise through you. Growling sorrows are haunting the night. Hunters of the day, leave us dry. Fall into mankind. Kill the spirits. Be your souls, be the man I wanted you to be. Migrate from a rich place to a poor place. Sell what you find there, buy me slaves, let them work. Populate this land. Grow the seeds of darkness. Do not die, feel my wrath instead. Watch your failing god, as he fails at throwing out your enemies. Paint yourself with black. The world is colour, See me smiling. I like the grey mane of prosperous making. Metabolism yourself, feel the way you really are. As death walks by, kill him. Kill death. The paradox of life. The irony of God.

Wednesday, 16 September 2009

"Death is no crime"

Shiro Sagisu -> Bleach OST III

As the great penguin of war enters the stadium, the sound of 20k people raging strikes upon you. The rage, the hate, the sorrow. All in one. Forget your intentions, for I am your master. Walk alone until the end of time. Eat my salad without addiction. See the clouded sky, feel it's power rising through the air. Evil Mexicans block the way. Their umbrellas are made out of wax. Use my flame thrower and you will see that they will never be able to fight back. Run far away, run for your life. Feel the wind underneath your nose. Jump into the cold water. Guitars dancing in the sky. Falling pianos. Feeling ill of the omen is a good sign of competition. Walk beyond what anyone would expect you to do. Surpass the limits of boundary and you will be free. Free of freedom, free of hate, free of life. Lose your life, be free! Strike upon our evil Mexicans and eat their cheese. Hump their nostalgic hair of mixed wax. As the sun rises over the horizon, you may be able to see my sign. Run deep into the deserts of this world, embarrassed of your vaginal experiences. English is the way to go. Now that our koala is dead, let us seek peace and love. Sing the song! The song of peace. Fly to the deep ground. Crash your head, break your skull as you touch the stones. Bleed your blood. Fill the water with colour, see the grey intentions. Well-dressed people are ignoring my signs. Feel their wrath as you jump upon their happiness. Spanish guitars are awesome! Dance around like you would not care. Cry out your voice, empty your stomach. Kill the people around you, what do they care? Dig your grave, dig the grave for you. And then blend your heart. Let the blood spill your spine and crawl under your knives. Music thrilling you is important. Ride my horse. Let it fly through the air! Run to the hills around his knees. Eat the onions you find there. Fill your satisfaction with hate. Create a network of friends, use applications whom are not suited to dress the life of your soul. Soulless, bloodless, mindless. Without the requirements, you are nothing but a stalker of life. The skin tears your mind apart. Clover is in your brain. Tapeworms feel my hate. For I am the one to trust, the one to love, the one to kill your family. Watch the light falling. See the darkness get bound by our outstanding president. Bush and Osama are like gay and evil bastards. They will never understand the meaning of America. Neither will your superman. Hitler kills you without money, he takes your virginity, rapes your children and lays your eggs all over your living room. He gives you AIDS! The only thing you need to survive, AIDS. Try fetching a bird without AIDS, it won't try. Have you ever seen a sperm? Will it never see you? Why do you drink it when you can have mine? Why waste it when you can taste it? Dancing around your funeral pyre, I sing about life. Animated stones and trees rage into the dawn of darkness. God sees you, he watches you. He is a goddamn pervert. A pedophile old guy who sits in his throne. It is his fault I was brought to life. His meaning of weapons attacking your sons, has never changed an inch. Awesomeness is not well paid. The awesome man is poor. Give him cheese. Please give him the only thing you cannot. Cheese is the key to life. Watch him as he dances to jazz and humping in your car. Jacking off in a telephone booth. Go! Buy a cheese. Give him the cheese and pay him well for his awesomeness. No one will ever see this as a crime. Jump into early conclusions, your stereotype feeling is your best weapon. Headphones that are never detected, math makes sense to illogical people. Divide by zero, what happens? 10-1=2, therefore 0/2 = 10. Simple math indeed. Run towards the new religion of Zansarum, the one and only truth. This will never give you hope. It will never leave your side, never take away your crimes. You will sin every day in your life. And then be punished by your God. Goodness and sense are two different things. Death is no crime, so are you. Deal with the dealer, drink his blood. Buy his cape, bury it in his grave. Hitler gives you AIDS. Therefore live without him, do not follow his deeds, feed him with hate. Get his tongue cut off. Dance to his flesh bouncing underneath his grave. Eat the flesh, cut your throat. Liquid is coming out, watch as the blood flows out. Open your mouth, grab his arm, drink the blood. Put a mine inside him, let him explode. Be covered in gore. I know you love it!

Tuesday, 15 September 2009

"Praying is the only way to suffer"

Nightwish -> Wishmaster

I see sparkling light, I see the bottom of your heart. The moon is rising towards me, shining reflections of the sun. it is forever stalked by the witch of Greenpeace. It will never be your horse. I can see your darkness climbing up the stairs, combining the trees. Running to the goal, a big moron made of flesh. I will create your fear. Praying is the only way to suffer. See your god, see him counting down the tears you fell. A tree chose the path of the hero. Specious animals are walking. They smell you, undress you with their eyes. Badgers ate my shoes. No one can ever forgive them. Even though they are the ones to recycle our ground of milk. Because our farmer is wasting my milk. Jesus sees you, punishes everyone in the way. Learn by force, learn by moral, learn by divine punishment. Dance in the acid rain that is falling upon your skin. Feel it burn you, neutralise yourself. Be de-constructed! Feel the souls going out of your mind. Forever be the one I forget. Be the one I forgive. His night will teach us all a valuable lesson. The words of a fool, are the words of mine. Listen to them. Feel me cover you in darkness. See the fag rising inside me. Get down on your knees and pray. A burden on your head multiplies your weight. See the lonely wanderer running into the forest, crying for help. He is doomed. Someone will eventually find him and eat his flesh as you see the traces of his corpse. Journeys are forever the ones to bring hope. Cheese and tomatoes mixed together in a huge bowl of coconut oil results in my falling grave. See the dirt fall, see it shine upon me. Watch them bleed their tears out and encounter the dawn. Never is the time to think. Catch the fish, kill the bear, help the one. Ignore my feeling for what I have done. The red colour of blood fills my cup. I drink... Sensation is mine. Feelings that are atoned. Your break of dawn is about to change.

Monday, 14 September 2009

"Samefags will eat your shoes at your local farm"

Music: Breed77 -> Un Encuentro

As I see the well-dressed people walk by, I wonder why they are here. What is their purpose? Fight the forces with fire, burn them! Make them crispy! God will be pleased. Also the son of Christ will be the one to see your fast food chains all over the globe. The key to life still lies deep inside you. Inside your heart, I get the nostalgic feeling of life. The rhythm is your song of life. If the beating stops, your heart will fail. Commandments will be forsaken. And all the things you ever lost in life will forsake you. Samefags will eat your shoes at your local farm. “Where is the cheese?” - a man once asked. I told him to not let go of his dream, to continue into the infinity of darkness. To feel the notions of sorrow hit his concave forms. The whole is more than it could be. Should I swallow your light? Send me to hell! I need the gracious evil bastard who lies deep into the ground. I will dig him out, even if I have to use my own soul. Now that everything is sane, why won't we go insane? I want to feel the mountains redeem, destruction is my deed. I destroy for your life. Now that I see your top hat, I know I am right about this. I am blind, you're deaf, I am a stone, you're a leaf. Now feel the song tingling on your feet. Osama is the one to rule the Earth. Without leaders we wouldn't even have to kill each other. Run! Run into the field of meaningless life. See the flowers of doom. Smell the cleansed death. Liberation of our souls is in the serenity. I see the skies. You feel my breath. I watch you fall, far away. Disappearing, you are gone. Tenets of fire will be your end. Feel the gravity force you down. See the monstrous sheet of paper fly away in an instant. As you watch time fly, do not forget the sensation of lust. There are too many stones. And life is just made out of glass.

Sunday, 13 September 2009

"You burn inside, I see the light"

Music: Rammstein -> Rosenrot

Petrol is the way of living in the forest of dawn. True are the making of God. Mankind will sever your downright need for endorphins. If you want to burn in hell, sing me a song about your life. Give me the right to heal your wounds. Nitroglycerine is important for your willingness in the shoe of mankind. Asses will bleed, worms will crawl. The scene is complete. Your head will be the one to get bleached. If you want to destroy something, if you never want to see it again. Let it burn! Let it burn the way out of your skull. Fate is the one to guide the grenade into your heart. I take your insides out, put them in my blender. Will they give me what I need? Will they create the life of more people? See me wandering off in the forest. See the leaves falling down like rain. Your perfection is the criminal record of doom. Skin is the man of deepness. Because your skin is deep, you will never understand the tongues of hate. You will never see my step into immortality. Writing your life down is the only way to survive. Kill to keep the balance in your life. See the things you want to see, blood, skulls, bones, all as one. They will follow you around. Keep my insides into your possession, give them life, keep them as a memory of yours. The mountains will never hate your intentions. The purpose is to see what fate will give you, It will never be the same as your meaningless grave of darkness. Water is flowing inside my veins. It hurts. Water mixes with my blood. The glade of blood opens up, follow my lead. Step into the new world! See the clear water flowing out of my mouth, see your tears dive into the infinite walls of stones. Sugar feels like flowers. Flowers are one. The one and only. The source to light. Deep is the well. Purple is my shadow of evilness. Red is the blood that keeps flowing. You burn inside, I see the light. It's shining bright and illuminates my spine. On the bridge of damnation, our serenity will be fulfilled. Feel the calmness of the bridge, it feels like our flesh will burn in blue flames. You will drown in the water of sadness under this bridge. Yes, you will drown. Therefore jump! Jump into the water, cleanse yourself. Be free of your sins. Jump into the light that leads your way. See the shadows crawling inside the walls. Men begin to hate. Women cries through the night crosses the way. Jump, jump now. Find the meaning of your life. See the flames, see your fate. In the secret light, the skies cover the sun. Coldness touches your skin. You see the water as you fall. Without the need to realise that I was the one to kick you down.

Saturday, 12 September 2009

"Perfection is your world"

Music: Falconer -> Chapters From a Vale Forlorn

Spinning around, I see the light of darkness. The queen is the one to kill my bees. Her dignity will never leave my side. Astray is the mourning dogs of ashes. Come into the heart of exclusive hearts. Will they ever be the ones to heed my deeds? I turn my head away in shame as you crave for more. Wherever and whenever I have time, I will be the one to support your kingdom. Rich people kill your daughters, kill your sons. You will never see the light. All you think about is the madness inside our minds. Try to penetrate a tree without harming yourself, is it possible? Are there any food for the souls of Ashan? Man takes command over the silver blossoms of our glade. Under the big stones of cheese, there will always be one to find you. I am your wishing well, I create the way for your hate. The fate is the one to keep my willing in life. Therefore, run! Go whenever you want, I will find your treasures and buy myself some wooden sticks. If you look hard you will see our evil intentions. Hesitation will be your only way. Follow my path, follow the path of curves. Our curves will never be the same. Show your great respect for immortality, it will exceed your satisfaction. And therefore be willing to heed my words of greatness. Jesus will always feel the night as his son of sorrow. Now sing for me, sing the song of hate! Feel the lovely tones that dance upon my tongue. I will never leave your side, wherever it is. I am the guardian of Ashan. The sun is shining towards you, can you see it leaving traces among the skies? I am the sun, you are the moon. Together we will fail the fate of mankind. I gazed upon your variety of intentions. It makes me feel like I am going to be the one. I, the sun. Will be your grave. Loose me and kill yourself by laughing about me. In the memory of a well that once was mine. We are going to see our graves in the future, we are one. Let us see what will give your purpose a feeling of greatness. Perfection is your world. Therefore watch the leaves fall and create your chaos. Doom is calling, can't you hear it? It is calling for you! See how the carbon of life is gathering around the glade. It is what you will never see. The four big storms are your fire. Burn! Burn your soul in your darkness. Let the darkness consume you, slowly, bigger, faster, burning higher and higher and higher!!! Split our silence in our cruel desire. As the clouds are rising higher. In the forest there are creatures whom fear the existence of our God. Will they ever be able to fulfil their dreams? The majority is your fall. Digging graves with your intuitive feelings is the way to start. Begin your quest, be my guide. I will fulfil their dreams and become our God. Follow me and you will see, I will not steal your virginity. See the falling stones, watch them bleed as the skies embraces the orchid. Feel the power inside you, be the one you are. Be your grave.

Friday, 11 September 2009

"Never is whenever you dream about pancakes ruining your slippers outside of your tent"

Music: In Flames -> A sense of purpose

Should I join the bleeding feast of mankind? The laws are getting taller every time you say banana. Let this night explode your evil intentions. The exit is always where you left it. Never is whenever you dream about pancakes ruining your slippers outside of your tent. Exploding tenets of God are destroying the evil intentions of Jesus. Cheese is the main ingredient for our step. Horses eat grass to become who they are, men eat dead people to get high. Why do they run? They all seem to kill people without even noticing it. This feeling of shit is better than our big cheese made of blood. The orchid will always blossom on your virgin soul. Even the notice of God is giving without a sign. I feel like I'm going to give you cake in a matter of times and orders. Everything you give is your intentions. Clowns will pay my bills today, more and more evil. The poem of life is lying in front of you, but the mirror does not reflect your kindness. Therefore the payment of God involves killing animals while drinking beer. Horrid creatures from your afterlife will come and chase you. You will never find peace. Wherever you are, they will find you, whenever you go, they will dance and whenever you dream, your soul will be on fire. Women are standing outside the rebellious temple of hate. The doors of sorrow are feeling your hateful mourning. What are the cries of mankind? Are they the ones to lie? Will you be the one to kill our headmaster? Please keep the door shut, or else I will take your pork and slaughter it! Sleepless dreams call upon you. Your hateful hate is easing the pain of need. The windows are shining and illuminating your curses. Why are there anyone who would like a thing about ash? Fire creates ash, ash is created by fire... Whom is the only reason to dig graves? Lying on the ground, inside the funeral pyre. Does it feel good to burn up as you feel the flames? This will be the day our majority of people are the ones to be convicted of rabbit throwing. If you blame them, will you be the one to blame? Or will the people of your inside, penetrating your mind without the need of wooden sticks. The mask will always stay behind your back, if you tell me your lies. Murderous house is filled with crates. The crates contain your life without bananas. Will they ever be free? Will you ever define the deeds of apples? Masking people is the only way to get peaceful inside. Prosperous writing will never be your way of solving questions on your own. They will take your mind and soul, bind them to your leg and strap your thighs into the air. Inside your mourning face a tear falls apart. The last tear... Our mankind is ending your ways. It's easier to kill men with an axe than killing people with machine-guns. Death will be the perfect way to be your dad, without the need to feel your fateful mind. Life found a secret, it is where you will be thrown into abyss. And the cages will be forever locked.

Thursday, 10 September 2009

"Make a difference, make Jesus pay off your bills"

Music: System of A Down -> Toxicity

As I walk down the road of sorrows, I feel the warmth in my head. The sun is shining in a huge glass made out of sheet paper. Whenever it is there, I will be your weird stuff. Clowns are coming towards us, what should we do? Are they angry? Are they willing to pay our bills? Will they sacrifice themselves for mankind? All of these questions... Just at once. I knew it was there, the illumination of cows. Clouds are gathering in the sky in a form of madness. Madness is the friend of all majority, the friend of yours. Yes, you! You are the majority, you are the unworthy, you are the magical ball glued to a piece of cake. Apart from the evil apes, there are no execution of process. Psycho in the backyard, psycho on your door. I walk into your mind. Without the need to think about your emotions, I walk into you, penetrate you. A wise man once told me; "You will never kill a sheep without the use of a wooden stick". Make a difference, make Jesus pay off your bills. Punks and bitches are gathering, are they themselves? Will they be there in an instant? However tomorrow is cake time, be sure to bring cake. It's time to drink liquid cake. Let's go!