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um well...

a poem lunarlunacy wrote

demon spit
spat from vile cobra of insane wit
corroding that despised conformity
aborting any sense of normlalcy
proud advocator of emotional deformancy


dope - die mf die
kinda explains me
(only certain parts)

I don't need your forgiveness
I don't need your hate
I don't need your acceptance
So what should I do
I don't need your resistance
I don't need your prayers
I don't need your religion
I don't need a thing from you

I don't do what I've been told
Your so lame why don't you
Just go

I don't need your prison
I don't need your pain
I don't need your decision
So what should I do
I don't need your approval
I don't need your hope
I don't need your lectures
I don't need a thing from you

I'll be sorry when I'm old
You're so full of shit man


I'll be sorry so you've said
I'm not sorry
Bang You're Dead

cannibal corpse - make them suffer
a few things i want very many people to go through
(only some parts)

Suffer

Extreme pain is what they need to feel for the rest of their lives
Misery and despair leaves their souls when infinity ends

Let them taste the wrath as the agony consumes them
Swallowed by the darkest light a blackened state of dismay
Survival is the only thing left for them
This grievous revelation is a new beginning
Led to the solution against their will

Deprivation thrives as the therapy continues
Sullen mastery is an answer uncontested
Denial is the only thing left for them
Life as they knew it is a distant memory
Scores of victims lust for apathy

Make them suffer
While they plead for cessation
Entirely demoralized and close to mass extinction
Damned to please supremacy
The reason for their martyrdom they will never know

Domination reigns supreme the evil has no end
Spent of all their energy now worthless and degraded
Slow death is the only thing left for them
Physically and mentally devoid of dignity
Languished immortality

Make them suffer

Make them suffer
While they bleed through damnation
Begged for retribution before meeting with demise
Cursed by animosity
Once chosen for this mad ordeal there is no escape

Make them suffer
Forever

children of bodom - if you want peace...prepair for war
(only some parts)

Smash your face and then I beat it down
Are we really gonna die

Get up and fight, release your rage, come on and fight
Standing straight faced, it is your fate, calling my name
Calling me pain, and if you stay, you'll bite the scythe
Waiting for you I want to just tell you
If you want peace, prepare for war

children of bodom - in your face
(only some parts)

Well look at me, what do you see?
Another trophy, a living fucking dead beat
Close your eyes take a step with me
You're gone but it's not too late
Exhibiting Abnormality
It's not what you call reality.
But you will always forget
One thing I'd like you to know

I'll never wait for any interference
When the other people talk all over my shit
But do I speak thee, yes I do
So fuck hypocrisy and fuck you too

Say one, more word, I double dare you (bring it on)
It's my world, you're in it, it'll take you down in a minute
You can alter your look, diversify your age.
But the truth seems like a bitch slap in your face.

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  • lunarlunacy on November 4
    Its been a while since I visited here. Am honoured by the above. That is the only copy of that by the way. Hope your having a groovy evening, now go do your homework LOL,, kidding. take care and keep outta trouble.. or atleast dont get caught.
  • PeacePartyGirl on November 4
    What can i say I like your style..
  • WinterLove : Thanks on October 17
    You have a cool page, and I love your 'To Tough To Die", it was amazing.
  • Care is Dead on July 1
    like the new name!

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