Cerebral Turbulency
Album • 2004
The noise of the pneumatic drill Penetrating into the concrete Ground under a ravaged Shed has suddenly become silent New gruesome foundings Human bones are sticking out From the wreckage to the daylight Whom do the bones belong to? They belong to the small innocent children The news is spread quickly He's being among us A hunter of the children gruesome villain A hunter of the children He was killing them while misusing Without mercy and enjoyed the look At their innocent faces maimed With a pain and full of big children's tears He's yahoo an animal that doesn't Deserve anything else but a cow's death He's a hunter of the children!!!
Submitted by johnmansley — Apr 26, 2025
The first and second Sensations And moods of a man Whom the figure At table - hockey Broke itself to Who is interested In it? Him!
Submitted by Corpse Defiler — Apr 26, 2025
Who is who and what is what Labyrinth of colors unknown A plenty of forms in manual images Motion known only as a movement Of the object from one place to another The distances in the space-enclosed in a wall Unattainable as well To move with a feeling Of the circumspect uncertainty Step by step to get ready - to make sure Fours senses - more sensitive The retina not in the right disposition It's better to cover Up the ears with telling of beauties Of the world I'm asking - why?!
Submitted by Celtic Frost — Apr 26, 2025
It isn't a pile of the bloody meat It isn't only a pile of the cells It's a developing human being His a small heart is beating Not only that heart is beating But blood scream through his body Abort fucking abort! Cyrretage dileting clearing And sucking up Pulls out a child piece about piece Mother and child is suffering Abort fucking abort! Abort fucking abort! The liquid by flow now Vagina is empty This is the end A child is dead Abort fucking abort! Abort fucking abort! Abort fucking abort!
Submitted by VladTheImpaler666 — Apr 26, 2025
Until you had registered anything Nobody noticed you So what did happen that you have So many friends suddenly Do you think they are the real friends Fuck! so wake up! They are those who say "the friends" to themselves Just when they need something Everything you tell has a positive echo And mainly - all of them are maximaly sincere to you, Aren't they? They change their coats so fast that you don't percepte it Their sentences have two meanings but you haven't Learnt reading among the lines You can't feel at all how's your ass filled up to the cracking Cause somebody still creeps into it They rather close their eyes than to see that bullshit That crawls from them
Submitted by Corpse Defiler — Apr 26, 2025
Nine months development inside somebody who Isn't possible to choose But that's not that what's going on the way out Is that's the matter the first breath is what's The matter the first animal cry You don't perceive the progression You see hear feel nothing Subconscious instincts lead you But there's the question here "what could happen"? It had caught her before she fell a sleep The phones ringing somewhere The transporter with red cross breaks the traffic Hold out take it easy you're able to do it Hold out is heard dully from all sides The sweat flows down your face The long corridor at its end there're doors to The final room Right now something starts what creates a new Article in the dangerous chain There's no time for rinsing out your intestines Rancid intervention is necessary Transversally stryped muscle Is maximally tainted press but what is possible To press with in this selection What have you had for lunch today The idea of toilet paper turns in your head Through the pain It keeps your head already you don't know That you do the torments to somebody You're outside up to your belt but the vice of You're ass didn't stand it so you don't Creep outside alone you're right beside Him sometimes as well as in contact If it was possible to do you'd just tell Yourself I was born with the crap
Submitted by The Void — Apr 26, 2025
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