JOMBA, PA TI NISI NORMALAN!
Memory of the insane
Of killing in so man ways, homicidal
Seeking redemption through rage
With hacksaws I decapitated them all
Blood covers the groud, my feet are saturated
Rotting flesh scattered around, I feel no remorse
I don't remember my name
Or when blood of the dead flowed so relentlessly
Extracting the brains from the skulls
My anger evolves with the more heads I deform
Sawing the neck I am engulfed in fantasy
Chew the esophagus, cannibal delicacy
Utterly execerbated, forver deleterious
Slicing through skin, sundered larynx, veins spraying blood
Tattered windpipe, facial carvings, another head to abhore
Beheading sustains my desire
Enhancing my primitive mind
Annihilation without repreving
Memory of the insane
Of killing in so man ways, homicidal
Seeking redemption through rage
With hacksaws I decapitated them at will
Predacious, violent killing spree
Abolished, putrescent cadavers
Butchered in excrement, sordid obscurity
Feverish hunger to inhale the stench of their death
Mostarka
30.11.2004 12:59:28
IMA SMISLA!!
Mostarka
30.11.2004 13:00:12
Mislim da je ovo jako mastovita osoba i pametna pa se moze sjetiti ovoga!
Mustafa
30.11.2004 13:36:27
Jao Mostarka.Skocila si ti sa mosta na glavu u Neretvi.Promasila si reku.Vidi se.
Mustafa
30.11.2004 13:41:33
joj Mostarka izvini pijan sam pa ne znam sta lupam, isto Maxim po diviziji, eto opet locem neznam kad cu prestati
MORBID ANGEL CETNIK
30.11.2004 16:32:34
Under the flesh
Rot my lust for decayed corpses dead bodies exhumed
Their coldness induces me endless defilement,
re-occuring relapses, perverse with the dead, soon I will kill for myself
Impending suffering, spasms shooting through me nausation
A cannibalistic necrophile violating the body, putrefied,
mouldering, gorging on the rotted flesh
Cutting off the body's head drinking from its severed necks
as I rip the corpse in half
Human shit for nurishment
Coprophagia, consuming feces of the dying,
as their bowels let loose defecation flows down
my throat excremental injestment
Reflections of things to come, mirored in the dead
one's eyes my fantasy of murder
Incarnated open wounds gushing,
blood on skin coagulated tortured of the retched,
no one cares of their dead appaling odor wreaking, piles of rotted bodies
The bodies prepared for slaughter, wallowing in your own blood
Grinding of your fingers and toes feeding on your meat
I immerse my sharpened implement into a fresh bleeding gash
her body used for my sick desires
The blood thirst I can't control
Many more must suffer
Disposal of the dead, the corpse chopped to bits licking up the drivel
The gore enrages me
All I kill a new creation, my work of art bodies torn apart
Liver quivering at my feet
Eyelids cut off to watch your own dismemberment,
cutting through arteries nerves exposed
Feel the power of pain
Najsamti_ljeshvija
30.11.2004 16:46:07
Ovo je jedan od viceva koji je totalna nebuloza ali je smijesan do bola (boli me stomak)
Slazem se sa mostarkom ovo je neko pravo mastovit.
Mostarka
30.11.2004 17:38:31
E nek smo se ja i ti jedanput slozile ljeshva
:)
MORBID ANGEL CETNIK
30.11.2004 18:00:45
AKO TI JE OVO SMESNO, IQ TO JE 1,23
Follow me, I'll lead the way; your fears will soon overtake
Hide your infinite tears inside, it seeks your smallest break
Screaming as if nothing helps, you press on to survive
Playing out the fantasies of a force that keeps you alive
He'll have you down on your knees
You play his fatal game
He'll satisfy your every need
You'll never be the same
Take my hand, I'll show you how;
You've just one life to live
The road you're on goes straight to hell;
Your life is yours to give
His fantasies of all of you are much too great to see
This world your living is so unreal, perfected just for me
He'll have you down on your knees
You play his fatal game
He'll satisfy your every need
You'll never be the same
Mostarka
30.11.2004 18:05:04
Jao vala si pravi cetnik!!
MORBID ANGEL CETNIK
30.11.2004 18:12:34
Come walk with me through endless time.
See what has been and what the future sees.
Share the wisdom of the old world that has passed,
Step in a life that's yet to be born.
You spill the blood,
Eternal soul.
I'll show you sights that you would not believe.
Experience pleasures thought unobtained.
At one with evil that has ruled before.
Now smell the stench of immortality.
You spill the blood,
Eternal soul
Spill your blood, let it run on to me,
Take my hand and let go of your life.
Close your eyes and see what is me,
Raise the chalice, embrace for evermore.
You've spilt the blood.
I have your soul.
Mustafa
30.11.2004 18:40:43
Ja ljudi opet pijan ko guzica neznam sta cu vise od sebe a samog bi sebe jebao kad bi mogao eto verujte mi
MORBID ANGEL CETNIK
30.11.2004 19:34:16
MUSTAFA, NE SMARAJ, MOLIM TE!
vladan
01.12.2004 14:15:31
ma jeste glup
Najsamti_ljeshvija
01.12.2004 15:20:58
Morbidni ne pricaj ti meni o mom IQ nego pogledaj sebe!!! Ja mislim da je tvoj 0,00000001 taman koliko ti je milimetara dug Ku*ac
Mustafa
01.12.2004 16:13:24
Evo ljudi ja opet pijan ko guzica imal ko da mi da malo picica, oces ti zivcana mi dati malo, aj molim te?
MORBID ANGEL CETNIK
01.12.2004 19:36:35
To the desillusion of life
You loved us but we betrayed
Your reliance in coming by
Through you as a misanthrope of trumpery
Unwittingly how to leave
Still to human to overthrow
All those pleasant years of hatred
Hypocondriac rapture to our ego's firmament
To confess you in evil
Words have an imprecise shape
Images should alas stay sharp
Obsessed by our own world
We have lost our existance
The song of songs
Hyms of canticles
The office's epilogue
The birth of our neo-testament
To the desenchantment of the world
Join the hypochondrium forces
Stronger than ever and still unvanquished
Raise the misanthropist hate's torches
Hypochondrium forces
The song of songs
Hyms of canticles
The office's epilogue
The birth of our neo-testament
To the desenchantment of the world
Join the hypochondrium forces
Stronger than ever and still unvanquished
Raise the misanthropist hate's torches
To the desenchantment of the world
Join the hypochondrium forces
Stronger than ever and still unvanquished
Raise the misanthropist hate's torches
JOMBA
30.11.2004 03:05:12