Bug
i feel a slight tingeling sensation inside.
it's the parasite from yesterday.
it didn't have a long life.
but still a life it had.
from the rift he arived.
gave us a glimpse of whats to come.
nomore did it bring than it's insides.
and they will soon kill us al.
it whas smal, just like a rat and made klicking sounds as he dug.
dug in trug my skin with small claws and pincers.
and ever so gently it layd its eggs alongside my bones.
the ofspring will need calcium to develope larger claws.
i got it out thoug oh yes i dug it out.
u see, it wanted me to live so it gave up as soon as i started to cut myself.
but the ofspring lingers until its time has come.
i feel a slight tingeling sensation inside.
it's the parasite from yesterday.
it didn't have a long life.
but still a life it had.
from the rift he arived.
gave us a glimpse of whats to come.
nomore did it bring than it's insides.
and they will soon kill us al.
it whas smal, just like a rat and made klicking sounds as he dug.
dug in trug my skin with small claws and pincers.
and ever so gently it layd its eggs alongside my bones.
the ofspring will need calcium to develope larger claws.
i got it out thoug oh yes i dug it out.
u see, it wanted me to live so it gave up as soon as i started to cut myself.
but the ofspring lingers until its time has come.
Mair
Detta fält måste fyllas i
I cum on your many faces like a bull from the 9th circle.
I’m self-taught mother fucker.
Look at me when I’m fucking you up with 9.5" led pipe of death.
Don’t fear me I’m not dangerous.
I am just the one who’s here to clean up the mistake.
Now as we are lying on a madras filled with larva and molten shrooms.
ingen idé att förklara Ni måste se detta!
I. II. lll.
As the lights gather over my head my eyes start to bleed from the exposhure.
From the fucked upp lies of the one true god and he's son who rightfuly died on the cross.
And thus i hear it.
sense less killing is what keps us alive.
no one gave us the rules this is our hell
Rape tiny fine.......
Vad kommer sen?
Damn you mother earth ja vart jävligt nyfiken!!!
Damn you mother earth ja vart jävligt nyfiken!!!
Yumm
I listened to the music for seven straight hours and it drove me mad in a god way.
phones and steereos all cupeld upp to make it louder.
luder so you can hear.
hear the lyrics squease out thrug the booming base and the beet boxing steroid choking hemoroyd gowing beatnicks.
luder so you can hear.
hear the lyrics squease out thrug the booming base and the beet boxing steroid choking hemoroyd gowing beatnicks.
For you to come out is for me to see how lost you are!
Liquid muscelature flowing out from your body.
Smell it se it. taste it if you will.
I'll just put it here for you.
the smel of a hundred lies and all you will find is tropical paradises devouerd by death and despare.
Mair
A "Dance of eternity"
The little butterfly flies out in the snow and mates whit a snowflake.
Although when he defiles the snow and robs it of it's purity he gets stuck.
He now realizes that the snow is not a butterfly. It's just another one of mother natures beautiful deathtraps.
Everyone will be replaced but no one will ever rest for eternity.
Although when he defiles the snow and robs it of it's purity he gets stuck.
He now realizes that the snow is not a butterfly. It's just another one of mother natures beautiful deathtraps.
And although we might feel sorry for the perverted little butterfly, we must remember.
It was not the realization of him going to die that brought sades on this little creature.
It was simply the knowledge of him not being successful in hes only true mission in life.
To reproduce hes own specie.
He wont know it but he's body will nurture life around him and the universe wouldn't be complete without him.
It was not the realization of him going to die that brought sades on this little creature.
It was simply the knowledge of him not being successful in hes only true mission in life.
To reproduce hes own specie.
He wont know it but he's body will nurture life around him and the universe wouldn't be complete without him.
Everyone will be replaced but no one will ever rest for eternity.
Mair
riowriiii
Hating myself in my black bubble of right and wrong.
Cutting a window to see it close.
Only smoke that surrounds it.
You know this cause you made it my home.
wake up it's time to get clean.
spread the black goo all over your body.
Don't you forget to hide the cuts.
Double the the moral you are preaching to me and there you got yourself the standards that i live with every day.
What are you gonna do when your life has chosen to trow you out.
When nobody remembers who what or why they should listen to your mine or any others emotional bullshit.
where then should we go to weep out our sins and pull out our thorns of our self pity.
Hating myself in my black bubble of right and wrong.
Cutting a window to see it close.
Only smoke that surrounds it.
You know this cause you made it my home.
wake up it's time to get clean.
spread the black goo all over your body.
Don't you forget to hide the cuts.
Double the the moral you are preaching to me and there you got yourself the standards that i live with every day.
What are you gonna do when your life has chosen to trow you out.
When nobody remembers who what or why they should listen to your mine or any others emotional bullshit.
where then should we go to weep out our sins and pull out our thorns of our self pity.
Jag har vari på Bdb och gissa va ja såg!? Jo! en jävlamassa snyftiga emos och fjortisar!
"Emokids"
När folk skriver att dem vill dö sen en jättelång text om sitt liv, så skriver dem de inte för att dem vill ha uppmärksamhet.
Fatta det. Livet leker inte. Det gör inte det. Ibland är livet underbart, ibland är livet skit. Men när det bara är skit, skit och skit hela tiden. Då tröttnar man verkligen på att leva. Ensamheten är inte rolig, att gå ensam är inte kul. Att sitta och lyssna på musik på rasterna och se de andra skratta med sina vänner är inte kul. Att vara mobbad är inte kul. Att vara kallad tjock, känd för "hon/han där tjocka" är inte kul. Du går ända in i den hjupa deprisionen. Ingen kan ta dig där ifrån... Ingen utom dig själv. Sluta kommentera folks utseende, håll käften istället så blir fler och fler folk gladare.
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Eller så är man bara bäst som jag och fuckar upp dem dumma och skaffar sig ett liv ist för att må dåligt resten av sin ungdom!
Jag tycker att man har ett eget jävla ansvar över sitt liv och de kan ju va svårt att ta tag i de men vafan många lyckas med det varje dag. Jag menar inte att det är fel att må dåligt och va helt förstörd om man haft de tufft otroligt länge men let's face it dem kunde haft de värre!
Och låt oss även uppmärksamma alla barn på Internet som hängerut sig bara för att folk ska skriva tex. Finns här <33 osv...
Ska de skriva så så ska de va så illa att de inte finns någon som svarar för tro mig. Om du har 20 pers som skriver Jag bryr mig <3<333 finns här33333 så kan du hellre gå direkt till dem.
Och för er som verkligen funderar på självmord.. Fundera i ett år innan ni gör de för ni fattar nog inte ens va de är ni överväger.
hej lojala typer!
Jag är tillbaka! Nu jävlar ska ja börja göra nå kul Ni ska alt få se!
stewie has it!
stewie has it!
Spådommar
Julheesten springer med stora kliv.
bonden hugger med stora klyv.
tomten bantar ner cola kulan.
östeuropa är som de varit de senaste 25åren.
Nykomlingarna blir varmt välkomna.
Nykomlingarna blir långsamt utfrysta.
Nykomlingarna revolterar.
Nykomlingarna blir ägda.
bonden hugger med stora klyv.
tomten bantar ner cola kulan.
östeuropa är som de varit de senaste 25åren.
Nykomlingarna blir varmt välkomna.
Nykomlingarna blir långsamt utfrysta.
Nykomlingarna revolterar.
Nykomlingarna blir ägda.
vänta bara lite till.
hang tight.
The Great Misdirect
Jag ha massa grejer att lägga här men de e för tidigt änu men ja tänkte bara säga de så alla vet.
Nu får ni ist läsa detta.
Everything is a novelty...
Everyone grows but me...
Close one eye, step to the side...
Everyone grows but...
Everyone's in fragments...
Close one eye, step to the side...
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Don't think. Don't speak. I will do this for you.
Every natural thought or feeling you've ever had will change tonight.
Don't think. Don't speak. I will do this for you.
Trust the pedestal, for now we become a higher being.
I am your new mind.
I am your new you.
I am your new sin.
I am your new lust.
I am for you now.
Control... and collapse... collide.
A letter plagued by a twisted word.
Slave. You will become mine, for there are no more options.
There will not be a sweet consolation... this is what is supposed to happen.
A predetermined destiny put in motion by my stronger power.
You are me.
- I sit on this dirty floor.
A weak mind for a cause.
A cause I do not know.
Don't know what to live for.
A compliment I've never heard.
A comfort I've never felt... it's here, even though it won't last for long.
- Sit down.
Stand up please.
Lay down... drink this please.
You'll be in peace soon.
A tribe within itself...
A vision I will display... to blind the caring.
I have regrets.
Too late...
I am a cult by definition. I am a friend by first impression.
My task: to recycle this earth.
To not repeat human history...
Start from scratch... rid every sound.
Deconstruct... deconstruct all.
I've bid every method into the hands of my employees.
(I am cult by definition. I am a scientist by default.)
I have saved you.
Now you will follow my journey... my destiny.
Tonight's your death. Resurrect my new you.
I am a cult by definition. I will end this human world.
This world is shit and I have proved this with my followers.
Fuck humanity, end life. You are now dead, and I soon will be.
Disease, injury, madness.
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Beyond the satellites:
Sweet candy populous... a worry free entrance into the world's history.
Never underestimate... never think beyond their thoughts.
The satellites have been trapped and Cloud Mountain will carry on the commands of our ancestors.
Indeed we work from here. We have for centuries... hearing every breath... watching every disease.
(You must accept this truth)
Below the satellites:
The leaders are driving to the farthest retreat. Sit back, relax, enjoy the ride.
They have been speaking for years.
Every night while you are asleep they have been discussing what the future holds for us all.
The outer space takeover. Worlds collide in a dreary pre-determined idea brought by our fellow night owls.
Their stories have been mocked... their ideas have been crushed... but after last night they control every idea we will think from here on out.
A government overthrown:
We have come to tell you all that we could have prepared for this.
The night owl speaks overhead:
The apocalypse (at least our apocalypse) will happen sooner than we think if we don't read the journals our station has prepared for you all.
We call ourselves the "night owls".
We've roamed the earth for years and kept your world afloat.
We've made it so you stay comfortable in your precious homes.
While you sleep,we discuss. Discuss our future... your future.
Our journals give detailed instructions on the machines and weapons we must build.
These are weapons that none of you would even begin to think could harm the outside world...
Everything you know is false... your first instinct is now your last.
Like I've said before... we have been discussing and planning this for decades.
(Trust is essential)
We don't have time to explain everything, but just know that everything will soon change.
Trust us and we will all be safe. We are the new government.
Before the satellites:
In simple times we must take control.
With simple skies we create... more sky.
A simple land we must change... for man... is god.
A simple life we must break... Move forward
How fast we grow...
We must move on.
-------------------------------------------
The Radios stopped tuning.
The static is forbidden.
The chords quit strumming...
But we found our new home.
It will rain down here.
The drums quit thumping.
These tones are forbidden.
The throat can't stop singing...
The scarecrow is watching.
It will rain down here.
Here, we're awake in the desert of song.
The silence is broken.
Here, we're awake and the silence is broken.
Silence is broken.
Here...we...sing...
Sing with the fear.
Fear: the control tower,
The new sun comes by the hour.
Ghosts slowly disappear in the fog...
Silence: the suffering.
We've built back the age-old sound of song.
Here...we...sing...
Sing with the fear.
Here, we're awake in the desert of song.
The silence is broken.
Here, we're awake and the silence is broken.
Silence is broken.
Silence is broken.
Here...we...sing...
Sing with the fear.
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It's been a long night... away from it all
The grabbing authority of my peers...
The rusty cage that never seems to open...
When can I escape? When can I swim to the moon?
I've heard this expression my entire life... never realized how peaceful a statement it is.
All alone on the worlds waters... here I am.
The sun's slowly drifting past the edge of the world... (can't blame our ancestors)
I'm the loneliest boat on this entire body of water.
Rest will give my awakening purpose... this is why I have come here in the first place.
A peace I have never felt... a life I did not want to live.
I will awake through sleep...
The drifting drifter... look into the picture...
(The Foreshadowing)
No more panic, no more regret.
No more hoping for a new mess.
Slide into the water
Become one with the sea.
Life seems so much smaller.
Swim to the moon.
I awake with a cool breeze blowing through my dirty hair.
Rested, stable... a first.
A caffeine junkie's longest wish: peace and quiet...
No wake-ups, no expectations...
A strange feeling... suddenly drifting...
This "as seen on T.V." anchor is just another lie I guess...
hoping for something not there.
Filling a void that I can't quite put my finger on.
This loneliness I always seek.
I'm in the middle of black water.
No sign of human life in any direction... the most peaceful event of my life seems to have typically turned into a struggle.
I'm in the middle of black water... no sign of human life.
Panic takes over my body.
I have indeed floated due to a non-reversible decision to flee.
Just for a day I told myself... my survival skills were lost years ago
Here I am: no food, no clean water, and this extremely embarrassing attempt at a "get away outfit".
This is an inevitable death.
Slide into the water
Become one with the sea.
Life seems so much smaller.
Swim to the moon.
Look into the picture... (worry leaves my body)
This is what I lived to be.
This very moment is the first time in my life that I've felt pure joy.
Slide into the water
Become one with the sea.
Life seems so much smaller.
Swim to the moon.
Nu får ni ist läsa detta.
Everything is a novelty...
Everyone grows but me...
Close one eye, step to the side...
Everyone grows but...
Everyone's in fragments...
Close one eye, step to the side...
-----------------------------------------------
Don't think. Don't speak. I will do this for you.
Every natural thought or feeling you've ever had will change tonight.
Don't think. Don't speak. I will do this for you.
Trust the pedestal, for now we become a higher being.
I am your new mind.
I am your new you.
I am your new sin.
I am your new lust.
I am for you now.
Control... and collapse... collide.
A letter plagued by a twisted word.
Slave. You will become mine, for there are no more options.
There will not be a sweet consolation... this is what is supposed to happen.
A predetermined destiny put in motion by my stronger power.
You are me.
- I sit on this dirty floor.
A weak mind for a cause.
A cause I do not know.
Don't know what to live for.
A compliment I've never heard.
A comfort I've never felt... it's here, even though it won't last for long.
- Sit down.
Stand up please.
Lay down... drink this please.
You'll be in peace soon.
A tribe within itself...
A vision I will display... to blind the caring.
I have regrets.
Too late...
I am a cult by definition. I am a friend by first impression.
My task: to recycle this earth.
To not repeat human history...
Start from scratch... rid every sound.
Deconstruct... deconstruct all.
I've bid every method into the hands of my employees.
(I am cult by definition. I am a scientist by default.)
I have saved you.
Now you will follow my journey... my destiny.
Tonight's your death. Resurrect my new you.
I am a cult by definition. I will end this human world.
This world is shit and I have proved this with my followers.
Fuck humanity, end life. You are now dead, and I soon will be.
Disease, injury, madness.
-------------------------------------
Beyond the satellites:
Sweet candy populous... a worry free entrance into the world's history.
Never underestimate... never think beyond their thoughts.
The satellites have been trapped and Cloud Mountain will carry on the commands of our ancestors.
Indeed we work from here. We have for centuries... hearing every breath... watching every disease.
(You must accept this truth)
Below the satellites:
The leaders are driving to the farthest retreat. Sit back, relax, enjoy the ride.
They have been speaking for years.
Every night while you are asleep they have been discussing what the future holds for us all.
The outer space takeover. Worlds collide in a dreary pre-determined idea brought by our fellow night owls.
Their stories have been mocked... their ideas have been crushed... but after last night they control every idea we will think from here on out.
A government overthrown:
We have come to tell you all that we could have prepared for this.
The night owl speaks overhead:
The apocalypse (at least our apocalypse) will happen sooner than we think if we don't read the journals our station has prepared for you all.
We call ourselves the "night owls".
We've roamed the earth for years and kept your world afloat.
We've made it so you stay comfortable in your precious homes.
While you sleep,we discuss. Discuss our future... your future.
Our journals give detailed instructions on the machines and weapons we must build.
These are weapons that none of you would even begin to think could harm the outside world...
Everything you know is false... your first instinct is now your last.
Like I've said before... we have been discussing and planning this for decades.
(Trust is essential)
We don't have time to explain everything, but just know that everything will soon change.
Trust us and we will all be safe. We are the new government.
Before the satellites:
In simple times we must take control.
With simple skies we create... more sky.
A simple land we must change... for man... is god.
A simple life we must break... Move forward
How fast we grow...
We must move on.
-------------------------------------------
The Radios stopped tuning.
The static is forbidden.
The chords quit strumming...
But we found our new home.
It will rain down here.
The drums quit thumping.
These tones are forbidden.
The throat can't stop singing...
The scarecrow is watching.
It will rain down here.
Here, we're awake in the desert of song.
The silence is broken.
Here, we're awake and the silence is broken.
Silence is broken.
Here...we...sing...
Sing with the fear.
Fear: the control tower,
The new sun comes by the hour.
Ghosts slowly disappear in the fog...
Silence: the suffering.
We've built back the age-old sound of song.
Here...we...sing...
Sing with the fear.
Here, we're awake in the desert of song.
The silence is broken.
Here, we're awake and the silence is broken.
Silence is broken.
Silence is broken.
Here...we...sing...
Sing with the fear.
------------------------------
It's been a long night... away from it all
The grabbing authority of my peers...
The rusty cage that never seems to open...
When can I escape? When can I swim to the moon?
I've heard this expression my entire life... never realized how peaceful a statement it is.
All alone on the worlds waters... here I am.
The sun's slowly drifting past the edge of the world... (can't blame our ancestors)
I'm the loneliest boat on this entire body of water.
Rest will give my awakening purpose... this is why I have come here in the first place.
A peace I have never felt... a life I did not want to live.
I will awake through sleep...
The drifting drifter... look into the picture...
(The Foreshadowing)
No more panic, no more regret.
No more hoping for a new mess.
Slide into the water
Become one with the sea.
Life seems so much smaller.
Swim to the moon.
I awake with a cool breeze blowing through my dirty hair.
Rested, stable... a first.
A caffeine junkie's longest wish: peace and quiet...
No wake-ups, no expectations...
A strange feeling... suddenly drifting...
This "as seen on T.V." anchor is just another lie I guess...
hoping for something not there.
Filling a void that I can't quite put my finger on.
This loneliness I always seek.
I'm in the middle of black water.
No sign of human life in any direction... the most peaceful event of my life seems to have typically turned into a struggle.
I'm in the middle of black water... no sign of human life.
Panic takes over my body.
I have indeed floated due to a non-reversible decision to flee.
Just for a day I told myself... my survival skills were lost years ago
Here I am: no food, no clean water, and this extremely embarrassing attempt at a "get away outfit".
This is an inevitable death.
Slide into the water
Become one with the sea.
Life seems so much smaller.
Swim to the moon.
Look into the picture... (worry leaves my body)
This is what I lived to be.
This very moment is the first time in my life that I've felt pure joy.
Slide into the water
Become one with the sea.
Life seems so much smaller.
Swim to the moon.
min fina nya gitarr!
Jag tycker den e fin och bra o M på så många vis!
Info bomb.
Holy shitfuck ja va inte alls me på att de skulle bli såhär tarvligt! Men okej!
