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I wonder if you consider yourself human
So empty, a waste of future ground.
What can I conquer with your symbolic understanding?
Your flesh is shit!
I am what you call SIN!!! (I am what I am)
Humanity reduced, left with pure cynical matter.
And if sin is my name,
I spit on your legions.
You’ll take me as your leader, not in a democratic sense,
And ill smother your essence; send your children to death.
Worship me!
As I’m licking the pussy of mother earth.
Now, scream me!
Ask my forgiveness.
Cry at my sight, I’m the capital moon.
And forever you’ll wander, how I got my position,
How you let me loose,
`Couse you are just like me,
All flesh and bones,
Blood bound entities by the early 1940’s measuring of skulls.
But I am elite, for that is what I chose for my existence.
And as she comes to an orgasm and I'm full of blood...
Licking the pussy of mother earth.
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BloodRedArt
05:10
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Your blood is allowed now, right?
This is war – your words, not mine.
Play it in reverse, nothing is done,
Celebrate their grief.
Blood red art – Clocks and trees.
Smoke out of holes, skin made of lies.
Blood red art – Udders and teeth,
Milk dripping everywhere,
Reverse it, do it now!
What's done will be forgotten,
Dead and buried – covered with grass.
And the saddest heartbreaking poems will be
Followed by beats of trance.
Blood Red Art – Clocks and Udders
Flash made of grief!
When you'll reverse it – it will matter
Until than there is no relief.
Blood Red Art – Trees and Mobiles
Sings the black suited cow,
Just reverse it, god damn it,
Reverse it, DO IT NOW!
Mobilize your children,
There's no place for me in heaven,
I won't give up without a fight.
What's done is now forgotten
Dead and covered with grass,
Reverse it, play it faster,
Reverse it, at least do it once.
Blood Red Art – Teeth and Milk
There is nothing for you more to take.
Blood Red Art – Tears and semen,
Served as a side dish to your steak.
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Manifesto
04:16
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Wagner Is Power
08:32
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One must rise for you to notice the ashes
בעיניים רעבות אדבק ואקדים
Ill never forget how you tried to lock me in the moment
וכל מגדל ומגדל זר תוכך- נעוצים
כמחט בבשרך, אף דמיך שותתים
Oh, but look at me now,
I’m even better than kings.
Wicked and hateful
In my playground of sins.
It is for you I send my pity,
And it is for you I speak in tongues
Oh yes, Mr. Reader, for you and all the fools.
`Cause it is never mind to call the ripper
Or to be the assassin villain in red
It is in fact that in terms of good and evil
I’m like a horse head in your bed.
:דור יספר לדור
,יש ילידי הבור
;גלמי פחד ממערות אשמנים
,והם צמאים לדם
לדמי אדם, הנם
שנת תמימים, תרדמת שאננים
I can smack you hardcore philosophy,
and count you all the names.
I’ve tasted life’s agonies,
More you’ll ever understand.
Horror stands by me,
Sickness adorned
Disconnected fragments in human form.
White meadows burst into flames,
Disfigured children swallow the pain
Of thousands idiots who don’t take the blame,
With my coronation we’ll rise, we will reign
אומרים ישנה ארץ
ארץ שכורת שמש
איה אותה ארץ
?איפה אותה שמש
Now I raise my head in Zion,
And my spirit is my own.
And in terms of good and evil,
Their is no god on the throne.
בוז יבוזו לחלומך ולשישך אל גיל
חנוטי בשר ורוח ורופאי- אליל
יען את-את האביב, והם רקב בור
יען הם באשת קבר, ואת ששון אור
And as for you, Mr. Reader, I know you have enemies to lure,
Yet in the terms of good and evil,
It is a fact I’ve won the war.
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שלכת
05:31
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עמוק, עמוק העצב בעיניים
עמוק, עמוק היין במרתף
הלילה את ליבי אקרע לשניים
לך ולגביע הנוטף
אל תשאלני מה
אל תשאלני איך
בני אדם נולדו לשתוק ולחייך
בני אדם נולדו לשכוח וללכת
כרוח הנושבת בשלכת
דולף, דולף הדלף
דולף ומייבב
עברו עלי שנות אלף
שנות אלף שבלב
זמר ליבי הלילה
היי, טירי טירי טיילה
נגן נא לעולם
הוי טירי טירילי טם
במרתפים הרוח מייבבת
במרתפים אין אור בחלונות
אבל אדם בוכה שם כמו ילד
אבל אדם חולם שם חלומות
אל תשאלני אן
אל תשאלני איך
גם אתה אינך יודע והולך
ודאי ישנו מקום
שבו עומדים מלכת
שבו יתום העץ גם משלכת
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Unfinished, Untitled
06:15
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I am a man.
Unfinished, Untitled.
Trapped inside these gruesome scenes.
Ohhh, how I long for a scent of a flower,
the softest touch by a lover's skin.
But I am a man of so many fetishes,
and this world is none of the above.
To deny a man of his natural calling
ripping his pride, joy and love
is planting the seed of fury inside his head,
inside his hands, castrating his wishful thinking
disputing his stand.
War is raging with no signs of peace,
not even once I've heard you say "thank you", nor "please".
But I am a man with inhuman agenda,
unspeakable beast who'll force you to surrender.
Shows on television erect my disgust
Hardcore news pornography and collars for your mutt
Though I am a man, born brainwashed slut,
Yet never were and never will be, to revolt is all I've got.
Limb to limb,
until there is nothing more to grind,
if there was a god,
I'd ask to be born blind.
Before the grand hysteria – a riddle for your rage,
What's Europa if not a dagger with a yellow badge
Satan manifests in so many forms and ways,
first he took the night shifts, now he also works the days.
I am a soldier in an army of not,
Regression and reposition in the name of art.
To kill you or not with the weapon of my choice,
It was I in the room with Joseph Beuys.
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8. |
A song to remember
04:24
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Now...
Imagine me naked,
Is it easier now for you when I spit on your face?
You can imagine me nekro,
While you still got the chance.
Atrocities turned beauty,
Machines of torture turned art,
Hands raised to the heavens,
Oh sing praise the lord of rot.
Now...
Imagine yourself breathless,
Amongst the shadows in the deep,
Its not music for the masses,
Just an irony I keep.
I’m not considering myself a prophet
Yet humanity must end,
It’s hard to sum it all up in poetry,
All that is roaming in my head.
Storming on the road,
Come back from the other side.
For once I wish to see the entity behind the voice,
Yet I weather when I’m calm, oh for the emptiness of god,
strangeways here we come.
But know, that I am many,
The fittest in body and soul.
Now admit your final wish is,
To imagine me naked after all.
Storming on the road,
Come back from the other side.
For once I wish to see the entity behind the voice,
Yet I weather when I’m calm, oh for the emptiness of god,
Strangeways here we come.
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STRANGEWAYS Israel
Strangeways is an Israeli B***k Metal band that was formed by members Avi Caspi and Yossi Darmon in 2006.
Avi is a conductor
in the making, studying at the Jerusalem Music Academy; Yossi is a Video artist and a Video editor. The idea behind the band and the main guidelines of it is to treat the music notes as if they are colors, marble or video/film – to create visual art out of music and back.
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