Ben Blutzukker
EP • 2017
Set the sails Loose the anchor The open seas Gloom - the silence before the storm No-one at the helm Come to grief Walk the plank Doom - realize that we are betrayed The rats are leaving the sinking ship Dejected, no one will follow you any more You are going to sink without a trace We strike the sails and your days are gone Scrub the deck Close-hauled No land in sight Riot - a tempest in a teapot Deeply loaded Riptide Abandon the ship Quiet - realize that it is to late The rats are leaving the sinking ship Dejected, no one will follow you any more You are going to sink without a trace We strike the sails and your days are gone Are we a battle cruiser? Or just a banana boat? We save appearances But don't think that we can not go down! Are you the skipper? Or just a cabin boy? We have a heavy list But you fire broadside - to save your hide! The rats are leaving the sinking ship Dejected, no one will follow you any more You are going to drown with all hands We strike the sails and your days are gone The rats have left the sunken ship
Submitted by Cyberwaste — Apr 26, 2025
Her eyes Her hate Feels like You are dazed An eye for an eye Fire tortured Splinters killed her child So she seeks revenge The savagest beast Chased him for three years He can't cheat death Blazing in ... Her eyes Her hate Feels like You are dazed Her eyes - like green fire Her hate - pounding for revenge Feels like - the kiss of the virgin It goes stab by stab by stab! A tooth for a tooth Shattered brain She licks its wounds And laments the loss Run up the wall War paint in blood No time for funeral The demon is released Her eyes - like green fire Her hate - pounding for revenge Feels like - the kiss of the virgin It goes stab by stab by stab! The secret tribunal - finds you guilty! darkness all around a gruesome place dusty wooden stairs the chamber of horrors racks, belts and boots watchmen's hooks and baskets of steel to crush one's head open the iron door pull the rope show her spikes a cruel embrace bind his arms and legs out of nowhere a hellish scream now drop the rope her eyes - like green fire her hate - pounding for revenge feels like - the kiss of the virgin it goes stab by stab by stab! like green fire pounding for revenge the kiss of the virgin it goes stab by stab by stab!
Submitted by MetalElf — Apr 26, 2025
Hitting on Misfortune Better than masturbation Kisses that taste so sour E'nuff, now unfold your flower State of ignored repulsion Caused by a blind erection Pretend it's a trumpet blow It can only go too slow Love me - oh sure I love U2 Love me - I can't unless you undress Love me - ya bet I'm gonna do Love me - ahh! Shut up and eat Six second sex - and that's all you get Six second sex - and not a second more Six second sex - and what you'll ever get from me Six second sex - you cheap perfume stinking poor man's whore Didn't your mother tell you not to talk with your mouth full, so? Shut up and eat the metal What was your name?! Ethyl? Choke her in the shower In a room rented by the hour Heard it has good nutrition So swallow my ammunition After I've cum - I'm gone I am as cold as the cunt of a nun Love me - what!? I just did you slut Love me - I'm done - I'm gone Love me - this ain't no charity fuck Love me - let's hope you're into S&M then... bitch! Six second sex - and that's all you get Six second sex - and not a second more Six second sex - and what you'll ever get from me... Whore!!
Submitted by Iron_Wraith — Apr 26, 2025
I hear your pulse The seductive beat Under your skin I want to suck your ... The hunt is on Nowhere to go Abandon hope I want to suck your blood! Now you are cursed By the undead Your time has come I want to drink your ... You're not the first And won't be the last The circle of death The strongest survives It's not your fault Just release the pain And close your eyes It's all about your blood! Revitalized I feel the new blood In my old corpse I want to taste your ... At dusk it all starts again I have to take a new life To reach the infinity I want to taste the essence of your blood!
Submitted by Finntroll — Apr 26, 2025
I can hear it from the grave Craving for the resurrection It cannot be forgotten It will haunt me forever Every beginning is hard But to finish so much more Always waiting for the right moment Procrastination is the thief of time Will - I - ever - finish what I started? Will - I - ever - finish what I started? ... bring it to an end and let go? Sometimes it all takes shape But then back at the drawing-board Nothing makes sense Countless loose ends Half-baked and incomplete Gathering like a hoarder And no end in sight Will - I - ever - finish what I started? Will - I - now - finish what I started? ... bring it to an end and let go? Go! Is it good enough to finish it now? No! Is it still fun or just annoying? Recycle bin or start again? The thirst for action is resurrecting Compile all blueprints to a perfect piece A stitch in time saves nine
Submitted by Morgoth — Apr 26, 2025
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