T Nation

Madness and Despair

I’m the one that holds the key to madness and despair
So all you motherfuckers take head , Beware
My life is dedicated evil force and rein sin
It’s my love for hatred that indeed keeps me goin
A bastard of love, A fuckin curse from the start
Cause bad karma and black fills to the rim of my heart
You see it’s pretty easy, The ones I hate, I kill
Cause deep down inside, It makes me feel so real
But wait there’s a down side, Listen to this!!!
The people I kill, Theyre so violently pissed
That they come back to haunt me
Inside my brain they taunt me
Im shaking in a corner wanting them to just give the fuck up
But they wont!
And there is nothing that can really be done
I confess Im a gore whore, And yea, Its not fun
Im the one who suffers in the end
I see dead… dead… dead… dead…

Come and play with me
Ill show you things you you thought you’d never see
Torture and ecstasy
Release yourself and come and die with me

This kind of stuff is a little funny.

I knew a man when I was a kid who was a concentration camp survivor. Really nice, happy old guy.

My buddy who came back from a thankfully uneventful tour of Afghanistan is a funny guy who loves my little Maltese dogs.

Even my parents who grew up just after the Depression and grew up in Europe during WWII are jolly ol’ folk.

It’s cool. I see it like noodling on a guitar. Words, notes, same thing. Tune down a step and crank up the distortion. It may sound dark but it’s fun to play, for me anyway.

To fall into the deepest arc of the tidal wave.
Never to be saved.
Cradled, comforted…nestled in the unfurled, curled sail
On a hurricane gale.
Or on an old master’s mattress, over the hole in the floor.
Or astride the back of the Civil War steed
Hooves badly in need
Of the shape of good luck.

From this whole young man who can clearly see
To the broken old man of the sea
In fetal position - the shape of a C
On the floor of this shack
So good to be back.
Man versus nature. And won.
Man’s verses - second nature? Just one.
Modern-day Jonah, sipping Corona
Sans lime. Sand sublime
'Neath the spewing volcano.
The natives are restless
But what do they know?
I’m warmed by the fire
Of this burning desire.

There once was a boy named Jim,
Who wasn’t informed how to swim.
He jumped off the dock,
and sank like a rock,
and that was the end of him.

Muskrat Suzie, Muskrat Sam
Do the jitterbug at a Muskrat Land
And they shimmy, Sam is so skinny

Jack and Jill went up the hill to smoke some marijuana,
Jack got high and dropped his fly and said “Do you wanna?”

There once was a man from Madras
Whose balls were made out of brass
When jangled together
They played Stormy Weather
And lightning shot out of his ass.

[quote]Ct. Rockula wrote:
I’m the one that holds the key to madness and despair
So all you motherfuckers take head , Beware
My life is dedicated evil force and rein sin
It’s my love for hatred that indeed keeps me goin
A bastard of love, A fuckin curse from the start
Cause bad karma and black fills to the rim of my heart
You see it’s pretty easy, The ones I hate, I kill
Cause deep down inside, It makes me feel so real
But wait there’s a down side, Listen to this!!!
The people I kill, Theyre so violently pissed
That they come back to haunt me
Inside my brain they taunt me
Im shaking in a corner wanting them to just give the fuck up
But they wont!
And there is nothing that can really be done
I confess Im a gore whore, And yea, Its not fun
Im the one who suffers in the end
I see dead… dead… dead… dead…

Come and play with me
Ill show you things you you thought you’d never see
Torture and ecstasy
Release yourself and come and die with me
[/quote]

Re:

Dead Sea Souls
Love each other, why has this to be hate strewn?
The spider’s web devouring its weaver?
Black widow, the name construes its fever
Nerves that leave you in seizure forever…
Leave it or take it
Whos the donor?
Does it take to live or give up?

Justify , what it takes to live

What do you pay to surrender?

You never knew the limbo,
What you wanted is forever

The memoirs of your keeper

Reap what you’ve sown, seeds of malice
No you can’t have her now
Thought you were the chosen one
To rule, the king of your vacant cavern

Swing your axe, sharpen the folly
Long winter subsistence s edge
Where lays the root of your rupture?

Mother fucker heres for your pathetic mentality
Raping her guts out, leaving her to die
You there on the cliffs edge yeah you, grinning your life away
Gorge if you may, keep searching for your heaven
Trust me you are going nowhere its just another delusion

Enthroned by the chains
Symptoms of the wicked, now love sells here,
Its the trend, please dont waver.

Hope the virgins rot and live forever.
While I wish I transcend to stupor.

Relax and take notes, while I take tokes of the marijuana smoke
Throw you in a choke, gun smoke, gun smoke
Biggie Smalls for mayor, the rap slayer
The hooker layer, motherfucker say your prayers
Hail Mary, full of grace… smack the bitch in the face;
take her Gucci bag and the North Face
off her back, jab her if she act
funny with the money, oh you got me mistaken honey
I don’t wanna rape ya, I just want the paper
The Visa, kapeesha? I’m out like, “The Vapors”
Who’s the one you call Mr. Macho, the head honcho
Swift fist like Camacho, I got so
much style I should be down wit the Stylistics
Make up to break up [singing in background] n****s need to wake up
Smell the Indonesia; beat you to a seizure
Then fuck your moms, hit the skins til amnesia
She don’t remember shit! Just the two hits!
Her hittin the floor, and me hittin the clits!
Sucking on the tits! Had the hooker beggin for the dick
And your moms ain’t ugly love; my dick got rocked quick
I guess I was a combination of House of Pain and Bobby Brown
I was “Humpin Around” and “Jump-in Around”
Jacked her then I asked her who’s the man; she said, “B-I-G”
Then I bust in her E-Y-E

HAI GUYS WHATS GOING ON IN HEAR?