Punish yourself for your ignorance

Devoted to your precious life

Diminish your own self-defense

Introduce your flesh to the knife

How far can I get it through?

Like sheep you wonder

For thy edge is harsh and cruel

Put yourself asunder

 

Acknowledge your own presence

Ignore all hate

Put your will to the test

And accept your own fate

 

I command you

Kill yourself!

I command you

Burn yourself!

I command you

Kill yourself!

 

 

Incinerated flesh, oh it smells so good

Roasted meat, a fest for Gods

Reek of perfection, delightful smell of food

Changing tables, you witness master’s odds

As blisters inhabit your corpse

You become, perfection wasted

Teeth crush with unstoppable force

Your flesh was tasted

 

Ignore your own presence

Become their martyr

Put your soul to the test

And believe what you hear

 

God commands you

Kill yourself!

God commands you

Burn yourself!

God commands you

Kill yourself!

 

 

Evo sta svim goticarima i slicnim suicidnim idiotima porucujem ...

Lepo, lepo...

Razmislicu o ideji...

ha! pre nego sto sam stigla do kraja, pomislila sam da mislis na gothicare :)

nice, nice...

svidja mi se ovaj stil...

nije lose da ponekad bude malo blazi...

Dal' si ti normalna treba da pisem o cvecu i prolecu i da me ispljuju svi na YUM-u ... :) ... the only way to be tr00 is through evil ... idi pogledaj moj rezultat na onom testu o tami u nama ...

Ma, koje cvece i prolece, samo raspali u istom stilu!