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Yes, I am ******** pissed off! And sad... I probably sound pathetic, but this day has just been ******** horrible. ********. I want to throw something. Instead, I shut my anger inside and express it by quoting songs... I have no poems for now. Song 1. I feel like this to almost everyone, and I actually haven nothing against christians, so long they leave me out of christianity. It's the religion itself I hate. Just ******** stupid. This one if by Dark Funeral. I need to find another one too... This one is called Hail Murder.
In the dungeon so cold, sits the Nazarene son.
His eyes filled with tears, his soul with fear.
Asking himself, where is my god now?
Preacher of lies, soon to be nailed.
Hail murder, your god of filth wont help you now.
Hail murder, soon to meet the evil one.
Carry your cross, to your own doom.
Meet the people's hatred.
You will die amongst the dirt, where you belong.
Christian blood soon will cover the ground.
As I drive the nails of evil, deep inside.
A crucified whore, that's what you are.
The only crown you have, is one made of thorns.
Hail Murder, your god of filth wont help you now.
Hail murder, soon you to meet the evil one.
Hail murder, as the nails are hammered in deep.
Hail murder, I am the spear in his side.
Carry your cross, to your own doom.
Meet the people's hatred.
You will die amongst the dirt, where you belong.
The demons fly high, they circle above.
Waits for his blood to stop flow, and to collect his soul.
The lord of lies, soon to die.
Thousand of years of pain await.
Hail Murder, your god of filth wont help you now.
Hail murder, soon you to meet the evil one.
Hail murder, as the nails are hammered in deep.
Hail murder, I am the spear in his side.
Now to my second song of hatred... This one is Make Them Suffer by Cannibal Corpse.
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
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
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
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
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
Now I think I am more satisfied. And I don't want any stupid ******** comments, telling me to chill or anything! I will do it automatically. Sometimes I hate myself for letting my anger go so easily. I want to kill things in an hour, then it settles, and just swells inside. I know I will have to take it out sometime... Thankfully I have no school at the moment where everyone, everyone is just ******** irritating. Almost everyone. This is a time when it's just great to have the game Postal. Though I only have the demo of Postal 2 Share The Pain. It will have to do, untill my friend comes online and I will calm down... ******** this!
 Dark_Lunatic · Sun Jul 30, 2006 @ 02:01am · 4 Comments |
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