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OBSCURANT, DEATHBOUND, MUTAGEN @ Lutakko 6.2.2009 \o/

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Hey!
Ilmasella kaljalla et seuraani lunasta
Hei tajua kerralla, painu vittu maisemista

Sä istut ja tuijotat, lakkaamatta louskutat
Niin sekavaa tarinaa, se kiviäkin kiinostaa

Hei vitun urpo, katoa, katoa, en kestä yhtään enempää
Hei vitun urpo, katoa, katoa, muiden hermoja repimään

No kotona nimenhuuto sua odottaa
On nii mukavaa kattoo, kuinka äiti riisuukaan

No se viimenen pisara löyty pohjan lasista
Kun pölinäs hetkeksi taukosi ja syliini yrjösi

Hei vitun urpo, katoa, katoa, en kestä yhtään enempää
Hei vitun urpo, katoa, katoa, muiden hermoja repimään

Katoa, katoa
Katoa, katoa
Vittu
Urpo, katoa, katoa
Jumalauta, saatana eksä tajua
Katoa, katoa, näin on
Vittu ku mä sanon kerran
Katoa, katoa
Tajua, tajua, tajua, katoa, katoa

Where will you be they tense for warfare?
What will you see with your innocence there?
Where will you be my darling?
Where will you be they tense for warfare?


Where will you be when God is glorifying?
There we will be between the dead and dying
Where will you be my darling?
Where will you be when God is glorifying?


Prophecies and glory forge a massive disdain
For lying passive in the shadows whilst the enemy reigns
Devoted to the votive, holy standard above
'By command of the king of Heaven'
Came the death of love

Where will you be when they're vilifying?
How will they see when the truth is blinding?
Where will you be my darling?
Where will you be when they're vilifying?


Where will you be when the dark is rising?
How will you keep from it's terrorizing?
Where will you be my darling?
Where will you be when the dark is rising?


Burning was the sunset like a portent of doom
On the saintly iron maiden as she fell from her wound

But visions and ambition
Never listened to submission
And she was on a mission from the highest above
To Lord upon the slaughter
Like a sword through hissing water
She arose where archers sought her
For the death of love

The righteous death of love

Gilles adored her drama
Her suit of pure white armour
Blazed against the English in a torrent of light

And as they rallied onto night
A cancer fled his soul
Dissolving...

Framed amid the thick of fire
Aflame, a Valkyrie
She made him click without desire
And in his eyes she swam a Goddess

And even when they caught her breath
Her words would leave a scar

'For only in the grip of darkness
Will we shine amidst the brightest stars'


How will you breathe when their wheels are turning?
How will you know if the sky is burning?
Where will you be my darling?
How will you breathe when their wheels are turning?


Where will you be when Babel builds my fire?
Will you not flee and label me pariah?
Where will you be my darling?
Where will you be when they light my pyre?


Aligned with Joan in all
That was enthroned and divine
He swore to score the crimes
Jackdaws poured on this dove
Crimes he knew alone
Derived from minds of the blind
The church unfurled for murder perched
Upon the death of love

Framed amid the thick of fire
Aflame, a Valkyrie
She claimed the skies were lit with spires
And in his eyes she swam a Goddess

And even when she fought for breath
Her words would leave a scar

'For only in the grip of darkness
Will we shine amidst the brightest stars'

By sick fate we are born
They should have used condoms
Everything is being blamed on us
Mistakes, their fuck-ups

Weight of the world on shoulders
Mentally so close to breakdown
Life tends to become distorted
When everything is shit except piss

Suicide is not a solution
But it remains an excellent option
Perhaps the time is ripe to go
Time to harvest what we have sown

From wet womb we are torn
Thrown in their nightmare world
Year after year being pushed too far
Till we cross the final line

Suicide is not a solution
But it remains an excellent option
Perhaps the time is ripe to go
Time to harvest what we have sown
Rotten seeds have now grown up
Separate them from the good ones
May all deathwishes come now true
And conclude that: B.16.15.18.21.24.25!!!

vannoutunut sinkku \o/