Two thousand years of filthy lies pain, torture, blood and agony all because of the false prophet and the greediness of men the time has come Soon.. The world will know the whole truth preparing for war the mother of all wars are you ready? we fucking are its your time to run you fucking whore
Faceless beasts breastless mothers army bigger than all of the worlds armies together you cant kill all of us no more you cant keep us quiet anymore so many innocent human beings have died so many unnecessary wars FUCK YOU the whore of betlehem the false prophet
But because we're not like you we give you a chance to flee as long as you give us back whats ours give us our life back give us our world back and after that BURN IN FUCKING HELL but if war is what you want then war is what you gonna get Are you scared? We're not. Do you wanna die? We..
Was you hoping this would be the post that got them to shut it down?
Gavin Harris
angsty teenage satanists are pretty funny, but this is still sad. He loves one that hates him. Interesting, that.
Robert Long
can someone do this in a spurdo version? I would but I have a headache.
Zachary Wood
The final one is at hand isn't? I've prepared some camping equipment and will flee into the arms of Our Lady. Depending on the circumstances a long journey it will be. I wish you all the best. May you stand on the right side and believe in the right things.
Daily reminder that Satan is the first faggot in all of time and space.
Juan Adams
Hail satan the ultimate gaylord
Joseph Miller
Sword and spear Wall of shields Standing strong On this their chosen battle field Form the lines Shield by shield Side by side We're marching into destiny March as one Don't look back Oden's sons Attack! Unleash hell! Do not repent! Warfare grants us no lament Let your weapons slash and tear This is no place for fear Hold the lines! Move as one! In unity our victory's won Our shields will form a mighty wall United we shall never fall Fear will not pierce our hearts Though swords and arrows will Victory is our reward For all the blood we spill We didn't come to waste our lives Like pawns in savage game Our spirits, spears and shields are linked In a much stronger chain March as one Don't look back Oden's sons Attack! All are one And one is all Side by side The battle calls All are one And one is all Shield by shield We'll never fall All are one And one is all Side by side The battle calls All are one And one is all Shield by shield We'll never fall Unleash hell! Do not repent! Warfare grants us no lament Let your weapons slash and tear This is no place for fear Charge with force! Break their ranks! No remorse, crush their flanks! Pulverize their human wall! We shall destroy!
Eli Powell
Ich will Ich will dass ihr mir vertraut Ich will dass ihr mir glaubt Ich will eure Blicke spüren Ich will jeden Herzschlag kontrollieren Ich will eure Stimmen hören Ich will die Ruhe stören Ich will dass ihr mich gut seht Ich will dass ihr mich versteht Ich will eure Phantasie Ich will eure Energie Ich will eure Hände sehen Ich will in Beifall untergehen Seht ihr mich? Versteht ihr mich? Fehlt ihr mich? Hört ihr mich? Könnt ihr mich hören? Wir hören dich Könnt ihr mich sehen? Wir sehen dich Könnt ihr mich fehlen? Wir fehlen dich Ich verstehe euch nicht Ich will Wir wollen dass ihr uns vertraut Wir wollen dass ihr uns alles glaubt Wir wollen eure Hände sehen Wir wollen in Beifall untergehen, ja Könnt ihr mich hören? Wir hören dich Könnt ihr mich sehen? Wir sehen dich Könnt ihr mich fehlen? Wir fehlen dich Ich verstehe euch nicht Könnt ihr uns hören? Wir hören euch Könnt ihr uns sehen? Wir sehen euch Könnt ihr uns fehlen? Wir fehlen euch Wir verstehen euch nicht Ich will
Parker Reed
Shut up faggot chink
Justin Green
Wir durften nicht dazugehören Nichts sehen, reden oder hören Doch jede Nacht für ein, zwei Stunden Bin ich dieser Welt entschwunden Jede Nacht ein bisschen froh Mein Ohr ganz nah am Weltempfänger Radio, mein Radio Ich lass' mich in den Äther saugen Meine Ohren werden Augen Radio, mein Radio So höre ich, was ich nicht seh' Stille heimlich fernes Weh Wir durften nicht dazugehören Nichts sehen, reden oder stören Jedes Liedgut war verboten So gefährlich fremde Noten Doch jede Nacht ein wenig froh Mein Ohr ganz nah am Weltempfänger Radio, mein Radio Ich lass' mich in den Äther saugen Meine Ohren werden Augen Radio, mein Radio (mein Radio) So höre ich, was ich nicht seh' Stille heimlich fernes Weh Jede Nacht ich heimlich stieg Auf den Rücken der Musik Leg' die Ohren an die Schwingen Leise in die Hände singen Jede Nacht und wieder flieg' Ich einfach fort mit der Musik Schwebe so durch helle Räume Keine Grenzen, keine Zäune Radio, Radio Radio, Radio Radio, mein Radio (mein Radio) Ich lass' mich in den Äther saugen Meine Ohren werden Augen Radio, mein Radio (mein Radio) So höre ich, was ich nicht seh' Stille heimlich fernes Weh
Mason Allen
Conversion, software version seven-point-oh Looking at life through the eyes of a tire hub Eating seeds as a pastime activity The toxicity of our city, of our city You, what, do you own the world? How do you own disorder, disorder? Now, somewhere between the sacred silence Sacred silence and sleep Somewhere between the sacred silence and sleep Disorder, disorder, disorder More wood for their fires, loud neighbors Flashlight reveries caught in the headlights of a truck Eating seeds as a pastime activity The toxicity of our city, of our city Now, what, do you own the world? How do you own disorder, disorder? Now, somewhere between the sacred silence Sacred silence and sleep Somewhere between the sacred silence and sleep Disorder, disorder, disorder You, what do you own the world? How do you own disorder? Now, somewhere between the sacred silence Sacred silence and sleep Somewhere, between the sacred silence and sleep Disorder, disorder, disorder When I became the sun I shone life into the man's hearts When I became the sun I shone life into the man's hearts
Daniel Howard
Life is a waterfall We're one in the river And one again after the fall Swimming through the void We hear the word We lose ourselves But we find it all? 'Cause we are the ones that want to play Always want to go But you never want to stay And we are the ones that want to choose Always want to play But you never want to lose Aerials in the sky When you lose small mind You free your life Life is a waterfall We drink from the river Then we turn around and put up our walls Swimming through the void We hear the word We lose ourselves But we find it all? 'Cause we are the ones that want to play Always want to go But you never want to stay And we are the ones that want to choose Always want to play But you never want to lose Aerials in the sky When you lose small mind You free your life Aerials so up high When you free your eyes Eternal prize Aerials in the sky When you lose small mind You free your life Aerials so up high When you free your eyes Eternal prize
Oliver Diaz
To much shore this fault! The lack of special! My eyes burned Reflecting... the forest in flames! Time withdraws Part time stopping What wounds are broken Sleep with so low life! The portal is open The portal to everything Facing change... then roads Through this poison way The knowledge.through digging way?! YE! The witchery of lying specials Eye of the wild self Deeper and deeper.turning I hear my mind In the heart of a god! GOD! Through sons of mind trilling god! The swear whispers of lions to the meal Lives ending The distance star... keeps me trilled... and never fails Nosing the search of.to the calling.reminding Of to different new beginnings Prosperity and beauty
Gavin Parker
We're all living in Amerika, Amerika ist wunderbar We're all living in Amerika, Amerika, Amerika Wenn getanzt wird, will ich führen, Auch wenn ihr euch alleine dreht, Lasst euch ein wenig kontrollieren, Ich zeige euch wie's richtig geht Wir bilden einen lieben Reigen, Die Freiheit spielt auf allen Geigen, Musik kommt aus dem Weißen Haus, Und vor Paris steht Mickey Maus We're all living in Amerika, Amerika ist wunderbar We're all living in Amerika, Amerika, Amerika Ich kenne Schritte, die sehr nützen, Und werde euch vor Fehltritt schützen, Und wer nicht tanzen will am Schluss, Weiß noch nicht das er Tanzen muss Wir bilden einen lieben Reigen, Ich werde Euch die Richtung zeigen, Nach Afrika kommt Santa Claus, Und vor Paris steht Mickey Maus We're all living in Amerika, Amerika ist wunderbar We're all living in Amerika, Amerika, Amerika We're all living in Amerika, Coca-Cola, Wonderbra, We're all living in Amerika, Amerika, Amerika We're all living in Amerika, Amerika ist wunderbar We're all living in Amerika, Amerika, Amerika We're all living in Amerika, Coca-Cola, sometimes WAR, We're all living in Amerika, Amerika, Amerika
Jose Torres
Dueil angoisseux, rage desmesurée, Grief desespoir, plein de forsennement, Langour sansz fin et vie maleürée Pleine de plour, d'angoisse et de tourment, Cuer doloreux qui vit obscurement, Tenebreux corps sur le point de partir Ay, sanz cesser, continuellement; Et si ne puis ne garir ne morir. Fierté, durté de joye separée, Triste penser, parfont gemissement, Angoisse grant en las cuer enserrée, Courroux amer porté couvertement Morne maintien sanz resjoïssement, Espoir dolent qui tous biens fait tarir, Si sont en moy, sanz partir nullement; Et si ne puis ne garir ne morir. Soussi, anuy qui tous jours a durée, Aspre veillier, tressaillir en dorment, Labour en vain, à chiere alangourée En grief travail infortunéement, Et tout le mal, qu'on puet entierement Dire et penser sanz espoir de garir, Me tourmentent desmesuréement; Et si ne puis ne garir ne morir. Princes, priez à Dieu qui bien briefment Me doint la mort, s'autrement secourir Ne veult le mal ou languis durement; Et si ne puis ne garir ne morir. (Enes Ilek)
Aiden Martinez
I've been having weird dreams that feature "war" scenes. Invasions, attacks, highly visible military movements. Yesterday I had a dream the sky was super dark and cloudy and then a bunch of planes flew by visibly spraying something in the clouds and it caused them to disperse and then the sky was clear and then jets were flying around blowing shit up.
Jose Myers
Storming the borders of chaos For the cause of a battle once strong Faster than the wind we rode To where our blackened hordes dawned Armed in the fires of combat The end will come fast on this day Stronger than the gods we fought Triumphant for the dark prophecies Besiege the thrones of reverence Gods of all fiery fate Besiege the thrones of reverence Warriors crowned on this day Oh triumph The dark tales of wrath, bred on steel An allegiance of great tyranny at the hand of darkness A force to rule above all so that those who with pride Lust and will eager to stride Rise those who despise the weak Spare none and ride proudly on the winds of death All defeated by our call, all defeated by the wars Under the hovering thunders of darkness All shall fall, all shall fall All shall fall, all shall fall Storm forth through battle of fury All giant warriors be Blacker than the winds of death Stronghold and fear blind the weak Brought at the borders of chaos For the cause of a battle once strong Faster than the wind we rode To where our blackened hordes dawned Besiege the thrones of reverence Gods of all fiery fate Besiege the thrones of reverence Warriors crowned on this day
Jonathan Foster
They are just dreams. Visions from your soul, and fears.
Brayden Barnes
Voice of an aeon Angelus satani Ora pro nobis Lucifer You alone have suffered The fall and torment of shame I'll smite heaven's golden pride And never pity thee Immaculate divine Satan of Elohim None dare to stand in your way Thou bow to none Of Eden's feculence Conjure the serpent messenger Savior world's decay Concord in temptation And in the fall of Eve For Thine is the kingdom And the power For Thine is the kingdom And the glory Forever! Scholar of the unlight Great volcano of excrement Rippling eager to erupt Reconstellate the firmament Behold the great accuser A megalinga of throbbing zeal Raptor yearning to pierce To rape the seventh seal Destroyer of cosmos Implore the unGod Implode the Sun There's none wronging the serpent's cult Untouched and ignored With the serpent's might And the trumpets blow In the shadow of the horns For Thine is the kingdom And the power For Thine is the kingdom And the glory Forever! Lightning that stabs the heavens Thou quiver the Mount Sinai Spit rocks on tablets of cofenant Listen for the tempest's rasp Azazel! Apolyon! The black sun never sets For it never rose Habemus Satanas The Caesar's wrath Empire's fall Petition the lord with fire Santa Sede burns Phallus Dei Erect from pole to pole Viva blasfemia In coitus infinitus Hear the universe scream Bleeding from black holes Whom horns careless And whom God mourns
Brayden Reyes
I'm prepping too, I have some camping equipment but didn't manage to pass security clearance for a tent peg licence. Hopefully the apocalypse won't be too windy
Benjamin Wright
En skikkelse lå der på bakken Så vond at de blomster rundt visnet En dyster sjel lå der på bakken Så kald at alt vann ble til is En skygge da falt over skogen Da skikkelsens sjel visnet bort For skikkelsens sjel var en skygge En skygge av vondskapens makt In English A figure lay on the ground so bad that they withered flowers around a gloomy soul was lying on the ground so cold that all water was ice A shadow fell over the forest Then figure's soul withered away The figure's soul was a shadow A shadow of vondskapens power
Nolan Davis
I have a strong feeling that everything will be alright.
Michael Richardson
You can whittle tent pegs with a stealth tactical spork. Checkmate loicencefags
Lmfao Satan's "army" is literally LGBTBBQ pedos and people with a WEAK WILL. The Most High makes men and women, HaShatan is a puppetmaster of a bunch of a sisslords.
Voi jospa tietäisivät maailmalla, Nyt mitä voikaan olla taivaan alla, On täällä kansa, jonka kyyneleistä aikaan saisi aika monta valtamerta On täällä monta yksinäistä, mutta Niin paljon kiellettyä rakkautta, Nyt etten siitä riitä kertojaksi taulut eikä ikävöivät lemmenlaulut, On täällä elämä raskasta työtä Ja siinä harvemmin on onni myötä, Sen tietää vain yksin suomalainen kertosäe: On pohjantähden alla Tää koti mulla mainen, Mä elämästä laulan, Mä rakkaudesta laulan, On siinä mies ja nainen Pohjantähden alla, Elää suomalainen On tässä maassa itsepäinen kansa, Ystävät jos pitää toisistansa, Ei siinä erottaa muu silloin voi kuin yksin kuolema ja virkavalta vain, Me käymme vastamäkeen sielu surren, Mutt' siitä nousemme hammasta purren, Me mutkan jälkeen käymme mutkaan nähdäksemme, ettei kannattanutkaan On täällä elämä raskasta työtä, Ja siinä harvemmin on onni myötä, Sen tietää vain yksin suomalainen.
Charles Howard
Im pretty sure, that you got all that wrong.
Christianity is the safeheaven for pedos. Are you retarded or something? Brah
Brandon Torres
Kiitos. Torille
Ayden Cox
Oh fuck I just realized OP is against Satan you fucking doofus. See how this works? If this was a battlefield you could've turned brother against brother. See how this works?
MEASURE TWICE COUNT ONCE.
Henry Adams
Wise words.
Bentley Brooks
Where in the fuck did I say anything about Christianity?
I did my time, and I want out So effusive, fade It doesn't cut The soul is not so vibrant The reckoning, the sickening Packaging subversion Pseudo sacrosanct perversion Go drill your deserts Go dig your graves Then fill your mouth With all the money you will save Sinking in, getting smaller again Undone, it has begun I'm not the only one And the rain will kill us all Throw ourselves against the wall But no one else can see The preservation of the martyr in me Psychosocial, psychosocial, psychosocial Psychosocial, psychosocial, psychosocial Oh, there are cracks, in the road we lay But where the temple fell The secrets have gone mad This is nothing new But when we killed it all The hate was all we had Who needs another mess? We could start over Just look me in the eyes And say I'm wrong Now there's only emptiness Venomous, insipid I think we're done I'm not the only one And the rain will kill us all Throw ourselves against the wall But no one else can see The preservation of the martyr in me Psychosocial, psychosocial, psychosocial Psychosocial, psychosocial, psychosocial The limits of the dead The limits of the dead The limits of the dead The limits of the dead Fake anti-fascist lie (psychosocial) I tried to tell you, but (psychosocial) Your purple hearts are giving out (psychosocial) Can't stop a killing idea (psychosocial) If it's hunting season (psychosocial) Is this what you want? (psychosocial) I'm not the only one And the rain will kill us all Throw ourselves against the wall But no one else can see The preservation of the martyr in me And the rain will kill us all Throw ourselves against the wall But no one else can see The preservation of the martyr in me The limits of the dead The limits of the dead
You do realize Yeshua is the true master of this reality? Without him literally NONE of us would be here right now shitposting on Jow Forums. The butterfly effect dummy.
Judging from the cringey lyrics you're posting I take it you were born after 1990.
>Christianity is the safeheaven for pedos. If by safe haven you mean at the bottom of the sea with weight tied to your neck, sure.
Oliver Mitchell
Time to return in Paganism poltards
Isaiah Thomas
I had a dream that I and many others were dead and huddled together around a small light surrounded by darkness with monsters waiting for the light to go out. Shit was freaky.
Hunter Cox
Anyways, you lost on the basis of posting Slipknot lyrics alone.
Can't you see I'm easily bothered by persistence One step from lashing out at you You want in, to get under my skin and call yourself a friend I've got more friends like you, what do I do? Is there no standard anymore? What it takes, who I am, where I've been belong You can't be something you're not Be yourself, by yourself, stay away from me A lesson learned in life Known from the dawn of time Respect, walk, what did you say? Respect, walk Are you talkin' to me? Are you talkin' to me? Run your mouth when I'm not around, it's easy to achieve You cry to weak friends that sympathize Can you hear the violins playing your song? Those same friends tell me your every word Is there no standard anymore? What it takes, who I am, where I've been belong You can't be something you're not Be yourself, by yourself, stay away from me A lesson learned in life Known from the dawn of time Respect, walk, what did you say? Respect, walk, are you talkin' to me? Respect, walk, what did you say? Respect, walk Are you talkin' to me? Are you talkin' to me? No way, punk Respect, walk, what did you say? Respect, walk, are you talkin' to me? Respect, walk, what did you say? Respect, walk Are you talkin' to me? Are you talkin' to me? Walk on home, boy
Sebastian Rivera
Im not so sure about that. Who do you think you are to talk about the masters of reality? How do you know? How?
How you can know anything for sure
Blake Flores
Howling fury, reap the sky - pale winds of death unleashed Storm of iron - gale of steel; erupting demon fist In praise of death we celebrate the hunger for the kill Into pandemonium - stench of scorched flesh Boiled blood, charred bones All heaven exult as destruction spreads its wings Cracked horizon, bleeding ground, cold ruin branches out Falling into livid dust - prophets of steel arise Warbound! Frontschwein! back to the panther line Willingly triumphing in eternal death, decay, ruin - yet the only victory belongs unto the flies Armored count - wood-splinters swirling Red pawns keeps falling Armored count - breathing smoke and sparks Once again falling down Fastsack, westsack - cognac infused attack Barrage after barrage, torn apart like paper sacks Machine guns preaching, engines roar - merciful faith no more Into pandemonium - stench of scorched flesh, broiled skin, burnt hair All heaven exult as destruction spreads its wings Death - decay - ruin - yet the only victory belongs unto the flies
Carson Martin
>lol what is truth anyway mannnn fucking mongolians, I swear to God.
What do you think you know about truth, if you dont question your own reality?
Joshua Allen
Way ahead of you
Asher Phillips
I am the blinding rage, sadistic pain I hail mass murders and all mentally depraved Die, die, die I treat all the same The voice in my heads says to dig another grave A line of instruments deranged and infected All cries of mercy, violently rejected I want blood, I love violence A hammer takes you kneecaps You will not die in silence To torture, to murder I bathe in their blood, with an axe and a saw I cut you shapeless, your torso lifeless I bathe in their blood Days of torture will not satisfy my needs To bathe in their blood and ejaculate my seed Bound to your death, skinned and dissected Piece by piece, bit by bit, hacked, molested A trail of blood leads to a fresh open grave I nail your coffin and let your innards decay Gasoline stench, ground an entrail infusion Mass grave of victims, the final resolution To torture, to murder This domain of death is mine, what reeks of life will die Your death is mine, what reeks of life will die I bathe in their blood
Liam White
Sermon... Is about to begin Come forth my children, infested human beings Savior of souls and the healer of your wounds Bloodstains and the bodies, predict his second coming Carnage The judgment day begins, he forgives you all your sins Now all this has a price, your soul to sacrifice I command these knives, these saws and the flies The stabs i now project, your heart has to accept The hollow words of truth, i mock and abuse For grace they came to me... Instead they found defeat The sermon is complete, your life now deceased They failed to see the lies... Just praised the lord and died Sermon... Is about to begin Come forth my children, infested human beings Savior of souls and the healer of your wounds Willing disciples, await his third arrival
O Purple flame! O whirling wheel ov life! Appear! Move! Rise! Come unto me Bartzabel By the laws divine I quell Come unto me Bartzabel By the raging blood cells Come unto me Bartzabel By the spear, the sword, the spell Come unto me Bartzabel By the word that openeth Hell! By Ra Hoor Khuit! By Elohim! By Samael! By Seraphim! By Hoor and Khem! By Gods ov War! Ares and Mars, And mighty Thor! Come unto me Bartzabel By the power ov the panther's spell Come unto me Bartzabel By the circling citadel Come unto me Bartzabel By this mind ov miracles Come unto me Bartzabel By the moon and stars, I swear! By Ra Hoor Khuit! By Elohim! By Samael! By Seraphim! By Hoor and Khem! By Gods ov War! Ares and Mars, And mighty Thor! By Gods ov War! By Khem and Hoor! By Hachiman! Mentu, and all And by thy master Graphiel! Come unto me O Bartzabel!
Easton Walker
When I was born the seed was sown I will not obey, my life is my own Battle rows, which do enslave me Exposed lies that enrage me I don't believe in heaven, I don't believe in hell Never joined the herd, could not adjust well Slave and master, it's not for me I choose my own path, set myself free I, I go my own way I swim against the stream Forever I will fight the powers that be I, I go my own way I swim against the stream Forever I will fight the pοwers that be The eagle flies alone Reject the system that dictates the norm This world is full of lies and deceit I ask my own betrayal, cut so deep Suffered defeat only to rise again I, I go my own way I swim against the stream Forever I will fight the powers that be I, I go my own way I swim against the stream Forever I will fight the powers that be The eagle flies alone Alone! I, I go my own way I swim against the stream Forever I will fight the powers that be I, I go my own way I swim against the stream Forever I will fight the powers that be The eagle flies alone
Colton Davis
You think it's all about you but My terror will explode soon This horror that is now true This black prophecy of doom I'm never gonna to let them kill us I'm never gonna to give fighting I'm never gonna give in and listen I'm never gonna to let them take it Prophecy, of endless pain and suffering The prophecy of endless suffering Never gonna let them kill us Never gonna give up fighting Never gonna give in and listen I'm never gonna to let them take it You think it's all about you but My terror will explode soon This horror that is now true This black prophecy of doom I'm never gonna let them kill us I'm never gonna give up fighting I'm never gonna give in and listen I'm never gonna let them take it Prophecy, of endless pain and suffering The prophecy of endless suffering Never gonna let them kill us Never gonna give up fighting Never gonna give in and listen I'm never gonna to let them take it Prophecy
Ryder Miller
Suorat rivit pelastusta kerjäävät Pää anovassa orjan asemassa Silmät tiukasti kiinni, kädet ristissä Pelko surkean elämän kantimena Sairas mieli, risti kaulassaan Avaa oven, kutsuu sisään Tekopyhä idoli Elämänsä omistanut petokselle "Sinun elämäsi on kulunut loppuun!" "Sinun tiesi on tullut päähän!" Ei auttane mätä ruumis ristillä! Neitsyys riistetty veitsellä! Pelon laukaisema kauhun kankeus Terän pureutuessa lihaan ja luihin Viattomuuden ohut verho avataan Neitsyys veitsellä väkisin otetaan Mikään ei niin ihanaa Nähdä verivanan virtaavan Mikään ei niin ihanaa Heikko kuiskaus, pyyntö, Elon lopettamaan Ei auttane mätä ruumis ristillä! Neitsyys riistetty veitsellä!
Liam Cruz
Lately I've been having this strange compulsion to research military tactics, like just sit down and stat reading about every military manoeuvre there has ever been. Now I'm starting to worry that it might be a warning, that something is telling me to prepare myself with knowledge because shit is gonna go down soon.
Jackson Rodriguez
Ei uhreja, vain uhrauksia Ei uhreja, vain uhrauksia Ei sääliä, vain tekoja Ei sääliä, vain tekoja 80 000 välitöntä viikatteeniskua.
Ei uhreja, vain uhrauksia Ei uhreja, vain uhrauksia Ei sääliä, vain tekoja Ei sääliä, vain tekoja
Anthony Richardson
TULTA! Käsky kaikuu ilmoille Toiminta seuraa perässä Ei perääntymistä, ei antautumista Kuusi laukausta, kuusi kohdetta, Kuusi ruumista Kylpee veressä uhrien Puhdistaa syntinsä kyynelin Pakotettu on jatkamaan Pakotettu on uhraamaan Ylipäällikkö, johtaja kuoleman Käskysi päättää elää vai kuolla Surmanluoti tahdostasi lähtee Sokka irtoaa, iskurit huutaa! Veri virtaa, uhri vuotaa... Kylpee veressä uhrien Puhdistaa syntinsä kyynelin Pakotettu on jatkamaan Pakotettu on uhraamaan Kuoleman julistaja Sinun värjäämä, maa verenpunainen Kuiviin vuotanut on, alistunut ihminen Sinun aiheuttama, Naama harmaanvalkoinen Elon tuhlannut turhaan on ihminen Veri virtaa, uhri vuotaa... Kylpee veressä uhrien Puhdistaa syntinsä kyynelin Pakotettu on jatkamaan Pakotettu on uhraamaan Kuoleman julistaja
Anthony Gomez
Et ikinä nouse vuoteestani, et ikinä valkeuteen, et ikinä saavuta taivaankattoa et ikinä tarhaa tähtien Täällä makaat siipi maassa, maassa makaat kanssa ihmisten, tänne-kirottujen pirunhaassa enkelini lapsenkasvoinen Sytytä minut Lyijysiipi - kuin tuomion kekäleet Lankeemuksen Lyijysiipi - lankea syliin rakastavan vihollisen Olet valkea arkki kirjassa, kirjoitan sinut itseäni täyteen, sanoilla seitsemästä sarvesta tahraa itsesi rakkaudesta Häneen Turmeluksen kihlamme siunaa uhri verinen, tumma viini, musta leipä ja Sodoman ehtoollinen Iske ilmaa Lyijysiipi - haasta paino syntien Lankeemuksen Lyijysiipi - jumalan pojan toinen tuleminen "Tie on pimeä, sateesta musta, valokiila leikkaa maisemaa ohikiitävä elämä loputonta pimeää kuin raskas sade valosaastetta yössä; Minä otan sinut, sinä viet minut kauas, kauemmas ruumiitamme tässä ruumisautossa. Lyijysiipi, en ikinä päästä sinusta, en päästä sinusta."
Nathaniel Morris
Istut hiljaa, suusi täynnä hiekkaa Tomua, tuhkaa, kasa turhaa lihaa Vain sylkesi nuo turhat sanasi tietää Sinä et ole yhtään mitään! Silmäsi syön, katseesi nielaisen! Sanasi omistan, puheesi hukutan! Sielusi hautaan muistoni sisään Sinä et ole yhtään mitään! Kurkkusi tukossa valheita tuttuja Totuuden siemen syvällä piilossa Vatsalaukkusi auki, suolesi solmuun Armoa kerjäät saamatta sitäkään Sinä et ole yhtään mitään! Tulevaisuutesi kuin sairaan eläimen Lyhyt, kituva, ilman lohtua Silmäsi kuivaan, kyyneleesi juon Sielusi hukutan itseni sisään Sinä et ole yhtään mitään! Silmäsi syön, katseesi nielaisen! Sanasi omistan, puheesi hukutan! Sielusi hautaan muistoni sisään Sinä et ole yhtään mitään! Makaat maassa hiljaa, kehosi vuotaa Sanoja tuttuja, verenpunaisia Suusi täynnä hiekkaa, elämäsi katoaa Kurkkusi ummessa, huutamaan lisää Sinä et ole yhtään mitään! Silmäsi syön, katseesi nielaisen! Sanasi omistan, puheesi hukutan! Sielusi hautaan muistoni sisään Sinä et ole yhtään mitään! Sinä et ole yhtään mitään!
Samuel Campbell
I told you once but I will say it again When you live the flesh it's the beginning of the end It will take you in, it will spit you out Behold the flesh and the power it holds Passion is a poison laced with pleasure bitter sweet One of many faces that hides deep beneath It will take you in, it will spit you out Behold the flesh and the power it holds Touch, taste, breathe, consumed Deja vu, already knew from the first encounter But now I know to let go of words to speak no more Like a wind upon your face you can't see it but you know it's there When beauty shows its ugly face, just be prepared Passion burns like fire carried by the wind The end of a time, a time to begin It will take you in, it will spit you out Behold the flesh and the power it holds It's build you up one way and tears you right back down A time to begin the end of a time It will take you in, it will spit you out Behold the flesh and the power it holds Touch, taste, breathe, consumed Deja vu, already knew from the first encounter But now I know to let go of words to speak no more Like a wind upon your face you can't see it but you know it's there When beauty shows its ugly face, just be prepared
Ryder Campbell
Do you feel what I feel, see what I see, hear what I hear There is a line you must draw between your dream world and Reality Do you live my life or share the breath I breathe Lies feed your judgement of others Behold how the blind lead each other The philosopher You know so much about nothing at all Ideas that fall under shadows of theories that stand tall Thoughts that grow narrow upon being verbally released Your mind is not your own What sounds more mentally stimulating is how you make your Choice So you preach about how I'm supposed to be Yet you don't know your own sexuality Lies feed your judgement of others Behold how the blind lead each other The philosopher You know so much about nothing at all
Gavin Flores
Take your daily dose of reindeer piss you Sami faggot
Lincoln Long
One of the reason I believe in God is because I CAN question reality. If God were indifferent, or cruel, or anything OTHER than loving, then humans would never be able to question the lives they lead. Humans are not just smart animals, we have something intrinsic that nothing else in this universe does, something that God gave us. We can CHOOSE what to believe. In the Garden of Eden, Adam and Eve ate the forbidden fruit, in defiance of God's single law and were cast out into the world. Some people think that this was Satan giving them the ability to choose for themselves, but if they lacked free will, they would have never even considered eating the fruit in the first place. They wouldn't have even been forbidden from eating from that tree. What use is there in making a law for people who cannot disobey? If God were anything but a loving God, then everybody would believe in him, because he'd force them to or wouldn't care about respecting our choices. The fact that you're able to believe anything else is just proof that you're wrong. God loves you user. If you simply accept that your mistakes are your own, and that they have already been forgiven through the sacrifice of Christ, then you have nothing to fear. If you don't then you will enter a state of hell after the Day of Judgement, but it's not what you think it is. Hell is simply what it feels like to carry the weight of your sins without God by your side to shoulder the burden for you. The lake of fire that you are cast into is the sin that you refused to take credit for, to ask forgiveness for. Your sins are what will burn you in the end.
James Nguyen
Myötistä. Poista paska lankasi.
Wyatt Ortiz
I know something about god. Yet I still piss on the bible and burn churches if I want to
Blake Campbell
thank god
William Green
Sir, this is an Arby's.
Michael Peterson
Do you promise me that god is always in control? Thank god.
Eli Gomez
Mankind will soon be faced with three choices: be slaves to either the Demiurge or Satan, or reject both and ascend past the plane of existence.
Leo Jenkins
What am I supposed to do If I want to talk about peace and understanding But you only understand the language of the sword What if I want to make you understand that the path you chose leads to downfall But you only understand the language of the sword What if I want to tell you to leave me and my beloved ones in peace But you only understand the language of the sword
I let the blade do the talking... So my tongue shall become iron And my words the mighty roar of war Revealing my divine anger´s arrow shall strike
All action for the good of all I see my reflection in your eyes But my new age has just begun
The sword is soft In the fire of the furnace It hungers to be hit And wants to have a hundred sisters In the coldest state of their existence They may dance the maddest In the morass of the red rain
Beloved brother enemy I sing my sword song for you The lullaby of obliteration So I can wake up with a smile And bliss in my heart And bliss in my heart And bliss in my heart
Coexistence, Conflict, combat Devastation, regeneration, transformation That is the best I can do for you
I see a grey gloom on the horizon That promises a powerful sun to rise To melt away all moons It will make the old fires of purification Look like dying embers Look like dying embers Look like dying embers
Hunter Baker
No war's required. Those who insist otherwise will have their opportunity to form their teams and suck beelzebatf's dick in shifts on Sheol TV "Modulatin' at ya' from the valley of hinnom!" as DJ deamons say.
ETA 3 month, some say around thanks giving for first habbening, 3 years or so for human wipe. Best of luck, Schizo frog. Ps: all schizo are getting the vibe, spirituous ppl are now all about death and getting beyond, it's pretty entertaining to see all LOVE IS ALL guru, being depressed for once.
Juan Sullivan
It's time for bed honey, you have an exam tomorrow
Landon Flores
And yet you'll still complain when your decision comes back to bite you.
Noah Sullivan
>all because of the false prophet >and the greediness of men >Soon.. The world will know the whole truth That the old gods are just as real as semite god and prayer and worship is how gods get their power, so semite god just made a better deal than the old gods in a power play that rivals that of Walmart business model. Semite god gave you more for less but no specialty perks. You didnt have to sacrifice or sit in a ring of salt any more to fend off demons. BUT you were forbidden to worship the other gods and give them their energy. Are the old gods angry? Are they coming back?
