Half moon ago, did my dirty deeds
broked some bones, planted with seeds.
Limbs and guts, so motherfucking fresh,
thousand pieces, yes I'm an artist of flesh.
Hit the man with a baseball bat,
then shot in the head, put a hole in the hat.
Smooth and fast, no hard feelings,
this is the shit, life has no meanings.
Worked my way up, from living hell,
Now I'm The Man, of wishing well.
Throw one word and a bag of gold,
only payment counts, for your wishes I'm sold.
"Moral and values, shows a way of living"
Never felt those, so only death I'm giving.
It's a god's bless, must be one of his wishes,
that I'd feed them all, food for fishes.
Suattaapi tulla vielä lisää säkeistöjä, tai suattaapi ettei tule :)
-Ari "When a naked man is chasing a woman through an alley with a butcher knife and a hard-on, I figure he isn't out collecting for the Red Cross." |
Hmm...mielenkiintoista. Muistan syyttä sinua siitä, kun nyt lähden ulos ja annan vastaantulijoille mailaa ja lyijyä. Tahtoo tappaa, saatana. "The new world is here to wipe out our lives
The new world we can't survive
The new world left God in everything and everyone
The new world does not include us" - Peter Tägtgren - |
Hmm...mielenkiintoista. Muistan syyttä sinua siitä, kun nyt lähden ulos ja annan vastaantulijoille mailaa ja lyijyä. Tahtoo tappaa, saatana.
Mielenkiintoista todellakin ;) Jokaisen pikkupojan unelmahan on olla Hitman :D "When a naked man is chasing a woman through an alley with a butcher knife and a hard-on, I figure he isn't out collecting for the Red Cross." |
Aman
Blasphemer