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Όταν το μίσος σιμώσει τη βία Κι όταν η μανία για λεφτά και εξουσία σβήσει Τότε θα σημάνει και η εκκένωση του κόσμου Λόγια τρελά σαν τα λογικά μου Σφιχτά σαν τις αλυσίδες μου Ηττημένος από όλους Νικητής του εαυτού μου Εαν η προφητεία για το μίσος και τη βία ισχύει Τότε θα πεθάνω στην εκκένωση του κόσμου κι εγώ Ασ' τα μοιρολόγια, πάτα εδώ σταθερά Φτύσε τους μικρόβια, μόλυνέ τους τα νερά Κι αν πεθάνεις, δε γαμιέται...
Submitted by Warbringer — Jul 21, 2026
Clones! Fucked up clones in same old songs Clown! Sing with your own voice at least Slaves of the mass, bound to the mainstream stage Begging for a gig to play and keep in pace with mob's requirements A royal show, preliminary study for every word Your label hangs around for your notes Tune again, otherwise you'll get yourself killed from a fucked up label Write a song for your life It will be a copy-pasted requiem What's your job you dirty cunt? Playing dirty music? If you believe that you're extreme go fix a drainage or die Chorus, copy-paste Verse parts, copy-paste And the bridge, copy-paste A copy-pasted requiem Versus, copy-paste Open-minded, copy-paste Heart of music, copy-paste A copy-pasted requiem Tune again, otherwise you'll get yourself killed from a fucked up label The metronome of your life seems to be inaccurate though Your project seems to be pessimistic Your life though seems to be optimistic Slaves of the mass Of the mass...
Submitted by Warbringer — Jul 21, 2026
You are fool You fight a bull with red cloak No fight at all Fighter of show off You are fool and liar You are fool, rot All undeads of the mass Wound up robots of the mass
Submitted by Warbringer — Jul 21, 2026
They steal your days, they leave you no space They put you on the wall just because Always you want them all They pull the trigger, you grab the bullet They throw you bait, you toss the bait Always you want them all After all, people who demand Spare a coin to the beggar, otherwise they‘re wrong When you ask and you don’t pay back Your demand is a fraud Turn around and look at the wall That’s your place, that’s your role The empty space of the concrete No more emotions, no more demanding Nothing but only some rocks with the use of an only thing Material for your grave Now the mass is screaming for freedom And the king is staring at the wall When the king falls from the throne Someone from the mass will rule the world And same… wall again… all fail… Honestly I am sick of this thing, do your part Smash the bullet, puke the bait Two steps back, then charge and smash the wall
Submitted by Warbringer — Jul 21, 2026
It all begins with his arrival The coward from the nightmares He came to ask an invitation For my secret palace I told him "You are welcome to my misery my friend" Now feed me, feed me Feed me, feed me With the spawns of blindness You licked my balls for great rewards And now you'll try to persuade me
Submitted by Warbringer — Jul 21, 2026
I have four elements available Abomination, devastation, "χάος" and "πάθος" The devastation is the deal And "χάος" is the way you deal Abomination is unique And "πάθος"... what the fuck is that? This is a pure dependency The essence of existence And when "χάος" meets "πάθος" Devastate 'till the end of line And when "πάθος" meets "χάος" Abominate 'till the end of line The end of the line The end of fuckin' line
Submitted by Warbringer — Jul 21, 2026
I have grown up there The place that they call Earth My life, part of planet, part of universe If I die universe is damaged You say that you care for planet Earth like a mother for son Son of a bitch you must be You say that your "project for green power" is under investigation Fuck you son, son of a bitch Look! I'm falling now... But you don't care 'cause you don't fall Imagine if someone had pushed you You would have been falling forever and calling your mother for help But she won't come, she won't come Your mother is Earth you murderer She won't come, she won't come Your mother is Earth and you have murdered her And I don't care Ain't care That soon enough your mother will swallow you Life for life
Submitted by Warbringer — Jul 21, 2026
I am not to blame for your crimes I am not to fuckin’ blame For your crimes and for their tricks I was playing at the yard While they were tax evading Well, they just threw me in a place with beliefs Of corruption and evasion I only accept my own mistakes Nothing more and nothing less Now you grab me by my neck You try to make me feel that I don’t deserve all I’ve got All the things I’ve earned, you cannot take them from me You fuckin’ thief, liar I am not to blame for your crimes I was playing at the yard while they were tax evading
Submitted by Warbringer — Jul 21, 2026
Moshpit! Ξύλα! Μπάφοι! Ξύδια! Grindcore για γερά αρχίδια! Νιώθω μέσα μου ενέργεια! Να ξυπνάει! Να πεινάει! Να ζητάει! Να λυσσάει! Κι όλο! Όλο! Όλο! Όλο! Πιο πολύ μου κάνει τα μυαλά μου να γυρνάνε! Χώσε κι εσύ μια γυριστή κλωτσιά! Ειναι εντελώς τσάμπα! Μέσα σε μπουντρούμια! Blast και d-beat! Όλοι διασκεδάζουν! Κρόσσαρε κι εσύ! Φωτιά μες στο moshpit! Blast και d-beat! Κάνει καλό μια φορά το μήνα να χώνεις moshpit!!!
Submitted by Warbringer — Jul 21, 2026
One more touch from you is just more than enough For me to see that there is no heaven One man, one life, unexpected snap death So quick, so proud, that I can't cry for him All those tears that I have shed are not for his loss I cry because he's not with me You can't... - Have you ever buried someone? ...understand pain - Answer to yourself You fucking cunt... - Have you ever thought that you are... ...you can't understand pain - ...the sorrowful occasion? You have not
Submitted by Warbringer — Jul 21, 2026
Αν ο φόβος με κάνει πιστό Η πίστη θα θεριεύει μπροστά στο θάνατο Αν σωθώ δίχως να 'μουν σωστός Η πίστη να 'ναι το τέλμα, θάνατος να 'ναι η ζωή Αν το τέλος είναι η ίδια η ζωή Ας ήμουν νεκρός, ας μην είχα ζήσει ποτέ Αν είσαι θεός Δώσ' μου τη δύναμη να βρω το φως Αν είσαι δαίμονας Φτιάξε με στάχτη φωτιά, χτίσε συντρίμμια Στάχτες Αν απ' τη φωτιά βγω ζωντανός Τότε λοιπόν να η αλήθεια
Submitted by Warbringer — Jul 21, 2026
Desperate cry for devious bastards Use dissonance and deafen 'em all Innocent anger for pig-heart lions Quit the crying and think with soul Stubborn faces in a drama Worthless actors with no karma My epyllion deletes them all Dissension is a trend that everybody has to follow to the graveyard, though
Submitted by Warbringer — Jul 21, 2026
Στα δυο σου μάτια διακρίνω το μίσος Πύρινο βλέμμα με πόθο μονάχα φλόγες να ξερνά Με φόρα πηδάς στο κενό Στου μένους την πλάνη γελιέσαι Θύμα Κάθε φορά θα ξεσπάς δίχως στόχο να 'χεις Στη λούπα έχεις πέσει με μέτρα δικά σου να πείσεις Τη γνώμη της μάζας, βαπτίζοντας την κοινή Είναι μια γνώμη καλά βολεμένη για πλήθος Μια γνώμη για μάζες ανθρώπων δίχως να 'χουν ζωή Στη μάζα διακρίνω λοιπόν τον υπέρτατο εχθρό μου Κι όχι το κάθε μπουρδέλο που την εκπροσωπεί Το άβουλο πλήθος με μίσος με σπρώχνει στο βούρκο Το άβουλο πλήθος για μένα ο μόνος εχθρός Ο μόνος εχθρός Γνώμες ανθρώπων-κουμπιά Απόψεις σχηματίστηκαν με μάτια κλειστά Ψάξε στους δρόμους να βρεις Εκεί μέσα στη βρώμα θα τρομάξεις να διακρίνεις την αλήθεια Απ' τους δρόμους Για τους δρόμους Μες στους δρόμους Δίχως νόμους
Submitted by Warbringer — Jul 21, 2026
How can you call this mind pollution education? The education system is the schooling of our filthy system Eternalizing methods for the mass obliteration In school you fuckin’ learn what means oppression and depression No one is destined to rule But I never learn that No one is able to lead and command Human and nature They want to make us see the light They push their fingers in our eyes They want to do the best for us They want to make us outcasts
Submitted by Warbringer — Jul 21, 2026
Her hug is paralyzing Her breath inside my breath Hung over from my nightmares This is Mora Although you have your senses It feels like you’re inside a dream Although you cannot move It’s like you’re going straight to hell With no arms With no legs With no muscles With no strength Only will but so much panic This is Mora Believe it or not, she chooses her target She sets the game and gives you the permission not to play This is Mora Mora… Simulation in reality Let’s try to describe Greek pressure European pressure World pressure Fuck them all One day I will wake up powerful And give an end to this state of numbness One day it will be game over For the sake of my spawns Game over
Submitted by Warbringer — Jul 21, 2026