Moaner
Trash your creative ego, let it burn We’re so proud of you Dump this depressed friend who drags you down We’re so proud of you Still in bed you dumb millennial ? Are you proud of you ? How come you are such a moaner now ? We were proud of you In the old days Mama’s cooked you fish fingers with fries Cause she’s proud of you How come you are such a moaner now ? We were proud of you In the old days
Submitted by VladTheImpaler666 — Jul 01, 2026
I don't have opinions My mind's a straight one I don't even trust my feelings I'm of no value You're a second choice, and nobody wants you You're trying so hard to be someone you're not You're such a waste You're such a waste I don't have opinions My mind's a straight one I don't even trust my thinkings I'm of no value You're a second choice, and nobody wants you You're trying so hard to be someone you're not You're such a waste You're such a waste And now that the tomcat has purged His mind is at rest
Submitted by VladTheImpaler666 — Jul 01, 2026
Now you're stuck with me in limbo Take a number, get in line I'll absorb your opinions And pretend your thoughts were mine Greasy food and porn Here's your medication I'll make you dance Like an indian cobra I am your fakir One more cup of Saint John's wort tea Then I can get out of bed Purple spots on turquoise mushrooms Now I must clean up my mess Greasy food is porn Your shopping mall is your home I'll put you in a trance Like a true believer I am your fakir
Submitted by VladTheImpaler666 — Jul 01, 2026
I'm nervous, I'm nervous, I'm nervous She made a fuss, I made a fuss, we made a fuss There's no bliss, we feign sleep There's no bliss, we feign sleep Heal me Jane Mary She fucked up everything I fucked up everything She fucked up everything I fucked up everything
Submitted by VladTheImpaler666 — Jul 01, 2026
When crawlers need their dope you'd better serve them fast Sugary meat and bones, one big bite and they're fried Don't let your lips get dry, vanilla scented balm You touch but cannot kiss, we don't play groom and bride Oh no Hey Lucifer My soul is yours I'll never find peace In Black Robes I used to be an overly inquisitive child Now I'm a pathetic guy with a wandering eye You'll never find out the disgusting things I hide There's only shameful shapes beneath this robe of mine Oh no Hey Lucifer My soul is yours I'll never find peace In Black Robes
Submitted by VladTheImpaler666 — Jul 01, 2026
He's of the privileged race He conquers and devastes He loves to play With himself And when a sacrifice is made It only fuels his hate Wood to feed The furnace And you'll never find a cure For your idleness's too pure One more sigh and he will rise Never look him in the eyes He's a sun dog A sun dog He's from a cosy place Where there's no human race He came to me As a friend An angel as he said And "Satan" is his name Wood to feed The furnace And you'll never find a cure For your idleness's too pure One more sigh and he will rise Never look him in the eyes He's a sun dog A sun dog
Submitted by VladTheImpaler666 — Jul 01, 2026
They have a god that provides instant oblivion Put down your bows and your spears, they have already won We are not grown ups We are not grown ups We are not grown ups We have all grown up In Dunwich Dunwich I'll stay an ignoramus, from the cradle to the grave Livyatan Melvillei, devoured all the whales We are not grown ups We are not grown ups We are not grown ups We have all grown up In Dunwich Dunwich We're Satan's Siblings Satan's Siblings
Submitted by VladTheImpaler666 — Jul 01, 2026
I’ll drag you to the bottom Where fishes lay their turds We’ll pet salmon alevins And make them our chums Warmed up macaroni Leftovers for the birds Some thoughts atrocities Are better left unheard My priestess, my pride My dear satanic bride You don’t have a clue You don’t have a clue In joy for no reason I've never felt so dumb In boiling salted water It's painless, they go numb My priestess, my pride My dear satanic bride You don’t have a clue You don’t have a clue The plague dogs surround me now
Submitted by VladTheImpaler666 — Jul 01, 2026
You're in a barn Having a barn dance Repeating this axiom This reassuring lie You're in a barn Having a barn dance Repeating this axiom This reassuring lie Hear the trumpet blasts An old adage Old and grey Hear the trumpet blasts An old adage Come what may You're in a barn Having a barn dance Repeating this axiom This reassuring lie You're in her barn Having a barn dance You don't really love her You're preaching a lie Hear the trumpet blasts An old adage Old and grey Hear the trumpet blasts An old adage Come what may We'll never be creative We're a bunch of reactionnaries Slaving for privileges We, the sons of meritocracy Hear the trumpet blasts An old adage Old and grey Hear the trumpet blasts An old adage Come what may
Submitted by VladTheImpaler666 — Jul 01, 2026
Leave the race Free your horses Just one whiff Let me regress Charioteer I will gorge On nostalgia Till my thoughts Taste like old farts Charioteer
Submitted by VladTheImpaler666 — Jul 01, 2026