I Have Become Your Pupil
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I am my own parasite I don't need a host to live We feed off of each other We can share our endorphins Doll steak Test meat Look on the bright side, suicide Lost eyesight I'm on your side Angel left wing, right wing, broken wing Lack of iron and/or sleeping I own my own pet virus I get to pet and feed her Her milk is my shit My shit is her milk Test meat Doll steak Look on the bright side, suicide Lost eyesight I'm on your side Angel left wing, right wing, broken wing Lack of iron and/or sleeping Doll steak Test meat Look on the bright side, suicide Lost eyesight I'm on your side Angel left wing, right wing, broken wing Lack of iron and/or sleeping Protector of the kennel Ecto-plasma, ecto-skeletal Obituary birthday Your scent is still here in my place of recovery
Submitted by Nargaroth — Feb 06, 2026
Runny nose and runny yolk even if you have a cold still. You can cough on me again. I still haven't had my full fill. In the someday what's that sound? Broken heart and broken bones, thinking about some capsules of horse pills. One more quirky cliche'd phrase. You're the one I wanna refill. In the someday what's that sound?
Submitted by Grave666 — Nov 09, 2025
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Come on over, do the twist, ah-ha Overdo it and have a fit, ah-ha Love you so much, it makes me sick, ah-ha Come on over and do the twist, ah-ha Beat me out of me (Beat it, beat it) Beat me out of me (Beat it, beat it) Beat me out of me (Beat it, beat it) Beat me out of me (Beat it, beat it) Beat me out of me (Beat it, beat it) Beat me out of me (Beat it, beat it) Beat mе out of me (Beat it, beat it) Bеat me out of me Come on over, do the twist, ah-ha Overdo it and have a fit, ah-ha Love you so much, it makes me sick, ah-ha Come on over and shoot the shit, ah-ha Beat me out of me (Beat it, beat it) Beat me out of me (Beat it, beat it) Beat me out of me (Beat it, beat it) Beat me out of me (Beat it, beat it) Beat me out of me (Beat it, beat it) Beat me out of me (Beat it, beat it) Beat me out of me (Beat it, beat it) Beat me out of me She keeps it pumpin' straight to my heart She keeps it pumpin' straight to my heart She keeps it pumpin' straight to my heart She keeps it pumpin' straight to my heart She keeps it pumpin' straight to my heart She keeps it pumpin' straight to my heart She keeps it pumpin' straight to my heart She keeps it pumpin' straight to my heart
Submitted by Nargaroth — Feb 06, 2026
And if you wouldn't mind I would like to blew And if you wouldn't mind I would like to lose And if you wouldn't care I would like to leave And if you wouldn't mind I would like to breathe Is there another reason for your stain? Could you believe who we knew stress or strain? Here is another word that rhymes with shame And if you wouldn't mind I would like to blew And if you wouldn't mind I would like to lose And if you wouldn't care I would like to leave And if you wouldn't mind I would like to breathe Is there another reason for your stain? Could you believe who we knew stress or strain? Here is another word that rhymes with shame Is there another reason for your stain? Could you believe who we knew stress or strain? Here is another word that rhymes with shame You could do anything You could do anything You could do anything You could do anything You could do anything You could do anything You could do anything You could do anything
Submitted by Nargaroth — Feb 06, 2026
Won't you believe it? It's just my luck Won't you believe it? It's just my luck Won't you believe it? It's just my luck Won't you believe it? It's just my luck No recess No recess No recess Won't you believe it? It's just my luck Won't you believe it? It's just my luck Won't you believe it? It's just my luck Won't you believe it? It's just my luck No recess No recess No recess You're in high school again You're in high school again You're in high school again You're in high school again You're in high school again You're in high school again You're in high school again You're in high school again No recess No recess No recess No recess No recess No recess No recess
Submitted by Nargaroth — Feb 06, 2026
Well he never bleeds and he never fucks And he never leaves cause he's got bad luck Well he never eats and he never rusts And he never sleeps cause he's got bad luck, yeah I'm a stain I'm a stain I'm a stain I'm a stain Well he never bleeds and he never fucks And he never leaves cause he's got bad luck Wеll he never еats and he never rusts And he never sleeps cause he's got bad luck, yeah I'm a stain I'm a stain I'm a stain I'm a stain I'm a stain I'm a stain I'm a stain I'm a stain Well he never bleeds and he never fucks And he never leaves cause he's got bad luck Well he never eats and he never rusts And he never sleeps cause he's got bad luck, yeah I'm a stain I'm a stain I'm a stain I'm a stain I'm a stain I'm a stain I'm a stain I'm a stain
Submitted by Nargaroth — Feb 06, 2026
I see a lot of new bands, honest bands, that have a lot of sincere energy. It's not contrived. It's not like...some heavy metal band up on a stage...y'know, 20 meters away, nah No? No, I mea- Why? 'Cause it's just false, it's not true, y'know? It's not- They have the wrong motivation, y'know? A lot of heavy metal bands go out and do it for money, and they don't to it to...make good honest music, and write songs for the sake of writing songs Sell the kids for food Weather changes moods Spring is here again Reproductive glands He's the one who likes all our pretty songs, and he Likes to sing along and he likes to shoot his gun, but he Don't know what it means Don't know what it means, and I say He's the one who likes all our pretty songs, and he Likes to sing along and he likes to shoot his gun, but he Knows not what it means Knows not what it means, and I say, "Yeah" We can have some more Nature is a whore Bruises on the fruit Tender age in bloom He's the one who likes all our pretty songs, and he Likes to sing along and he likes to shoot his gun, but he Don't know what it means Don't know what it means, and I say He's the one who likes all our pretty songs, and he Likes to sing along and he likes to shoot his gun, but he Knows not what it means Knows not what it means, and I say, "Yeah" He's the one who likes all our pretty songs, and he Likes to sing along and he likes to shoot his gun, but he Don't know what it means Don't know what it means, and I say He's the one who likes all our pretty songs, and he Likes to sing along and he likes to shoot his gun, but he Don't know what it means Don't know what it means Don't know what it means Don't know what it means, and I say, "Yeah"
Submitted by Nargaroth — Feb 06, 2026
-All the privileged, white people in France All the rich children in France Come on, people, now Smile on your brother Everybody get together Try to love one another right now When I was an alien Cultures weren't opinions Gotta find a way, find a way, when I'm there Gotta find a way, a better way, I'd better wait Never met a wise man If so, it's a woman Gotta find a way, find a way, when I'm there Gotta find a way, a better way, I'd better wait Gotta find a way, find a way, when I'm there Gotta find a way, a better way, I'd better wait Just because you're paranoid Don't mean they're not after you Gotta find a way, find a way, when I'm there Gotta find a way, a better way, I'd better wait Gotta find a way, find a way, when I'm there Gotta find a way, a better way, I'd better wait Gotta find a way, find a way, when I'm there Gotta find a way, a better way, I'd better wait Gotta find a way, find a way, when I'm there Gotta find a way, ah, ah, yeah
Submitted by Nargaroth — Feb 06, 2026
Like most babies smell like butter His smell smelled like no other He was born scentless and senseless He was born a scentless apprentice Hey, away Go away Go away Every wet nurse refused to feed him Electrolytes smell like semen I promise not to sell your perfumed secrets There are countlеss formulas for pressing flowers Hey, away Go away Go away I liе in the soil and fertilize mushrooms Leaking out gas fumes are made into perfume You can't fire me 'cause I quit Throw me in the fire and I won't throw a fit Hey, away Go away Go away Go away Go away Go away
Submitted by Nargaroth — Feb 06, 2026