The Fatal Instinct Of Goran Zlatkovich
We live and die alone for the progress There is no place out for the beast Stare at world through the eyes of broken hope Wretched People we bear the same names Torture their souls and variations of carnival masks And a whore from a saint Difference in the lost world of consumption Because that day by the treat has been broken No more gods, nor faith, nor god This is it. Watch it. Hell Now you pray for setting free But I’ll never let you up like the face of humanity I watch your world apart Who will disclose you from your dark? Secure the damps please We shall prepare this fatted biomass The atropine wretched before You take my fucking life and nothing stayed aside But everything you've done in depths of pain you drown Drown Taste the stench of life Easily Don’t you fucking hear me, Goran? Surgical intervention I shall recommend the agony swollen And you’re fucking dead So long you've been marking up this earth with filthy stamps Immaculate - never dying, slowly, directly THE LAST BREAK DOWN I deny the human race You will never walk before a god again Trapped in cage of word, religion knows A cancer that devours Drown The highest surgery Abortion of the modern plague This world is bleeding Once again
Submitted by Iron_Wraith — Feb 25, 2026
Watch out, this hole is not safe now Ignoring my cautions will bring you bad luck Strangers are in the risk group for you Careless behavior devaluates you Doomed lust is our modern plague Fiction of free love shall annihilate People not careful enough in Preserving their integrity Heavily diseased now Crawling you want to rewind this life Hoping for the medicine now Frippery is poorly unmasked from the race Keep on polluting your genotype Over-consuming from all sources available Gifts of death are inevitable And the wheel of fate tends to halt eternally Medicine is your sense of life now Spend the breath on wailing for the new pill Of protoflazidium
Submitted by Warbringer — Jul 04, 2026