Porn,Filth Writen By Unborn SONofAbitch + few good poems

Nibelung or gottdammerung
Gott ist tot and Jesus is rot
Funeral hymns were sung when priests was hung
Spare the rod and spoil the god
Words are cheap and talking is fun
Fear of creator is life style of nuns
Earth is the center and not the sun
That was what we were told
And then it was proofed wrong
Everything changes like Latin masses
Maze for the believers haze for others
You can have mistress but you can't have lovers
But reality is that theres is no god nor the opposite
Yet there is religions but there is also magicians
The most popular evil depends of the viewer
Every god must have one and also a small wiener
And also there is many right truths
But can you play reversed flute ?
I believe nothing but I could claim that I am god
Does that make it more true
Heck no You don't have a clue
I think that you believe the Robinson Crusoe
You don't know that it is fiction as non true
As is bible , Koran and Kalevipoeg
So is all by Poe and "age" of hoe
But lets get back to godbashing business
God never had his Renaissance
And Jesus only believed but never came back
As does Tenzin Gyatso leader of Tibetan
Who now is in run
And lives well in India hidden from Chinese government
What i try to tell is this
All great religious leaders are bring up from age of child to believe that they are gods
Jesus - her mother did that just to hide the Adultery she had done so she claimed that his first born was result of angelical copulation and not by neighbors son
Dalai Lamas - The monks will do that just because it is always done but you have to think your self why
There is also other way a round
Being a con artist and claiming professes as Mohammad in Koran
Or being bare psycho and Start dictatorship as Kim in Korea did

So nearly anyone can be spoiled as a child or Glorified as an old man
Try to keep that in open mind while reading holy books of all times
But in reality all governments and religions are collection lies and good sounding principles
Except if you are the great opposite when there is nothing funny in it

Now read the first few lines again with all that in mind

Nibelung or gottdammerung
Gott ist tot and Jesus is rot
Funeral hymns were sung when priests was hung
Spare the rod and spoil the god

Where you may ask was the holy mens hanged while thinking that I might lie
Auschwitz I say
How do you know that God is Dead You ask
He never existed
What about spoiling the god with spared rod
I reply That if Jesus were not keep in tight leash - Oh boy I would not have now priests to tease
I mean he would have been just a normal child And when getting in age of fourteen he would have
gone for the girls

What do you believe You ask
I answer with silence as I know that there is no good believe systems at all
There is always few flaws
And so is in "Not believing anything"

I know that when I die I will rot just like the Jesus did


^ That was started as poem but it evolved to somewhat rhyming philosophical thinking session ^

Dark red sky or deeper shade of grey
You ask why fade
But I just take what is mine
2/3 of nonsense 1/3 pure fluff of mind
Going far and make no use
Speak with words that are just noise

Death spirits wonder with no where to go
Not having powers to make their bodies show
Nor not having a real voice
What a way to go

Loving can be eternal or just short but aggressic pow
Loving can be bought from take away
Love can be real or fake as hell
In many cases it end with church tower bell
Love can be stiff or it can sway

Hanging around in roundabout a whole life time
Lager or huuge Ale with lime
Having fun should not be such a crime
Smoking few blunts nor taking few white lines

Life can depend about few white lies
Or totally faked lifeline
Flying with planes in a sky with cargo to hide
Trafficking Colombian Gold to states to sold

Some times you can not choose your life
But you got to live the whole time
Get rich or die trying
Or get bitch by tying

Some get rich by rhyming
Like 50cent - get shot five times
Made same record twice - get a little buck
Now days who really gives a fuck

So many people are dying
Death has lost its timing
As life lost its meaning
Everything is only leaning

So many people has not have food
So many wont survive
Time to choose a side
But chose wise
And chose nice

I have lost my fate to life
I have lost all that is mine
I have lost my fate to future
And I have lost my fate to human culture

Growing in Church custody
Everyday divina comeddia
Beat'd everyday for not meeting the criteria
Orphanage was my living hell
When they took me to foster care
I though I would live well
It was another gehenna to bare

Two times a week my stepfather take me
They told me that I am not worth of them
Then he began to bring his priest friends to rape me

In a age of 12 I did not know
Anything except the belt and blistering snow
All is different now

I live for revenge
My life is full of hate
I will avenge
Every single rape

They are paying the price of whole life time

I know where they live , church pay the money
I will vindicate my life of misery , they haven't personally payed a dime
Church payed me for my silence , but the priests will have my vengeance

Five men of god were up to no good
Because I did't like my food
They did beat me up and molested me
And they did lock me up to cellar
And their wifes did nothing - they were only for reproducing
And I was only for abusing wearing the collar

It tends to make me kinda psychopath

Five men of god shall not meet natural death
Their destiny has been wrote with grimm ink
To leather papyrus with hand made by sin
I shall take them life their blood shall be shed
They shall not be buried to holy ground
And they shall nevermore hear the church bell sound

For what they did to me
For what they did to me

Poison will make them blood thin
They have dwelled too long in sin
How can they be church men - still
Wounds I am gonna make will never heal
Their lifes will end by me to suffering

For what they did to me
For what they did to me

They are old mens now
They called it love
They should have known
That their karma will come
By hands of their non son
That now has grown

For what they did to me
They never shall do it again

Fogy asphalt jungle
Deserted steel forest
Survival of the strongest
All urban legends
Skyscrapers tall as hell
Glass parking lot
Right down where Jesus was shot
Killers without regrets
Living ghosts as far as I can tell
Hindsight of last night
Everything is up for sell
Booby Traps all around waiting for someone to fell
Grass overgrown by venomous hemp
Modern park with no trees
Drugstores not selling LSD
Rear light guaran-ass-getting-tees
Fear of fight so carrying guns
From school student to holy nuns
Jokes intended without puns
But no one is having fun
Stripping without tease
Getting high with ease
No one is ready to use real elbow grease
Mousetraps spread on every street
Victor v´s but without cheese
Real wisdom was lost in east
Stealing hearts from steel hearts
Playing Russian darts with lead dice
White ass Prussian royal mice
There is no reason to behave or to be nice

When life depends on something You are all set to fail
Just try to get asthma meds from pharmacy while having a seizure
Day time pleasures by holy grail , whipping cream or nine-o-tail
Snooker played with meatballs , bungee jumping with too long line - failure
Solitaire is social decease like para-shooting when have to sneeze
Listening Sneaker Pimps Post-modern Sleaze with foot fetishism
Paradoxical like fake doctor having H1N1
If you gotta shoot someone you better have a gun
This should meet all your twisted realities
It ain't over until fat lady sung
With punctured left lung
In the end who has won - None
The winners will not come

Paradigms or paradoxes
Like a golfer with baseball bat killing a whale
Or real lumber jack getting on with trees with beaver tail
Like AA meeting in brewery while drunk on ale
Or treating fever with amphetamines

Unintentional humor in non-intended submarine
NRA comes from national rifle assassination
IRA comes from troubles with kingdom in UG station
(Irritating railway association)
Cough-drops made from pure chlorine
Rubles used as toilet paper just because it is dirty cheap
Having a leak while faithfully leap
No time to cry nor sleep

Pursue the last unclimbed peak
Roasting meat in city street
Icebergs made from aluminum cast
Nürnberg fades after decades of trials lasts
Nürnberg trials fades with it's final cast

Acts of sudden violence
Facts blurred by opulent , hence
Tracts swollen in full blown corpulence
No chance of copulate
Just too fucking fat to be a mate

Corpse lovers are the best
They are all about silence
Conception of pests
Deception Around parapets
Corpse flowers around my chest
I am all in for death
Rooster needs it's crests
I am the best

Get ready for the holy war
Where is it gonna happen - in every corner bar
Every street here and far
In heaven and hell
In super markets and in close combat
We are all not known targets

Lets gather our troops
For evil and good
Heavenly father and his brother
Gonna have fight of our life times
It is gonna end our lifes
There shall be no one left
They said without thought to results

Blurred horizons
20/20 hindsight in a dark night
Smoke on the mirrors
Won every fight as evil knight
War between evil and good sons
Every object used as weapon from towel to scissors

After the Armageddon no one is left
In right or left Serifs or the theft
In unmatching war between heaven and hell
Who was right , no one is left to tell
Does not matter any more since we're all death
No voice above or beneath

Forces of devil and holy spirits
Fought over the world destroying everything within
No one knew what would become
No one predicted the results of fight when done
God + opposite brawled in material world
When everyone is gone there is no one here

No winners just dumb losers
In a fight between angels and demons
There were no use to believe to another or other
It was fight between holy two brother
What it did to us No one knows
We are all death and there is no heaven or hell left
No crucifixes nor pentagrams

Soul weights measured in tons instead of grams
Burned holy lands
Glassed desert sands
Inferno everywhere here and there
Cut'd of legs and hands
Time has stopped now

We could all say
That it was a nice war that went wrong way
Nevermind the results , Insults nor the weapons
Everything was lost from Bering to Singapore
Everyone did die from god to Al Gore
There is only one thing left
Never ending darkness

It was here before god
And it is still here telling this now

Funeral hymns
Thin spring air
Shallow fog
Howling wolfs

Death note rhymes
Morning despair
Dying dog
Growling huns

Not caring anthems
Morning star
Witch swallowed a frog
Cursing a nuns

Gloomy autumn rites
Forgotten funeral sites
Witchcraft in dark winter nights
Unrecalled invoking's of ancient times

Flare lights the day so dark
You can see every spark
Raising from chimneys
And burned down Santa Park

Pale and rainy summer times
Rare and paleish valpurghis nights
Fires burning slowly to ashes
Empires changing from build'd to grasses

Tale does not end here
It has gloomy atmosphere
Muted sounds of ancient rapes
Past as warrior of glory ages

Dared to do what others could not
Glared to eyes of death
And survived with fighting not
Gained immortal soul

Heaven sent was proofed immoral and foul
Mild scent of burning churches
End is always glory
When it is time for Christians to die and rot

Weird voices during the night
What is it what does it say
It speaks some old vanished language
It intrigues me but it is also scary as fuck

Is it a demon or is angelic
I do not know what is it but it keeps me up night
I really can't sleep It keeps me awake
It sounds eerie like it would not have gender at all
But no way soothing nor tender

Now something falls
I look to the walls shadows are getting taller
Room feels like temperature is getting down
It is getting colder and colder
I think I see something in corner

I start to feel scarred a little afraid
I wish it would go away
I start to pray the lord
Then it says - That Does Nothing Good To You
I continue to pray the god

Then I hear my dog panicking
I try to run out from the house
I feel like paralyzed
My crucifix falls from the wall to the floor
And I see shadow of inverted cross across my ceiling
My blood is freezing I yell Come on take me now and stop this teasing

Suddenly my dog is muted
I smell annoying scent bit like sulfur
I still can't move as I am laying on the floor
I begin to go blind I really loose my eye sight
Now something opens the door
And then I die

AND THEN I DIE

Like a worms will eat our death bodies
The dead is not only for holies
We all shall die no one should be left without
Future telling is easy
Real danger is to sound sleazy

Soul ranger a real fanger
What a pitiful ass
That should be death under the crass

Holiday in treason season
Lets bring the party on
Lets con the gods son
Lets have fun like nuns
Lets give the coming generations their own gottdammerung
So they have something for the funeral hymns to be sung

Lets fly high like comets in the dark night sky
Lets hit the ground with massive sound
Lets spy the god while he cry
Let the punishment be dead by dying
We must be hideth and silenth
Assassinate the good lord - sly

To kill a god what must we do
What every good men should do
To spill the blood of holy dog
You only need to shoot the gog
And disappear to the Vatican's holy fog

To kill the pope you must poison his dope
To tie a pope you need lots of rope
To hang the the priest you must kill the hope
Do you go to the jail - well hell nope
If you fail it is your hell to cope

If you are the holy dealer of the Vatican
You can disguise as unholy healer dressed as tragical
You can sell coke as something magickal
But oh stay a way from anything labial
Later you can turn to anti-material

Black candles to light up the chamber
The walls are made from dark black amber
Sacrifice halls wanderers real danger

Next nite and other site
Spite the spite and write the write
Reverse the inversed rite

Don't ask the heavenly boss
Veil the church and turn the cross
Vilify the Vatican that swims in loss

Storm blasts the roof that is casted from sacred irons
Sounds of twisting copper pylons
This is perfect storm child of hurricanes and typhoons

Thunder and flashes
In the forests trees crashes
Panem et circenses for masses

Markings at door sides made with blood
Suppose to be safe from holy flood
Water hits the floor one score to the god

While Berlusconi eats his pepperoni with sort of macaroni
I am planning to kill the duke and drown Silvio with his own puke
I really hate the dude cause heeeees so rude
Congrats for every one who has insulted him
And death to those who elected him
I mean he should be ultimate sin - but he just manages to be nothing in within
Mr Berlusconi the tinfoil man how would you feel if I would connect a car coil to your ass
I am just pissed of by you I wonder how you are can you go to pee , do you see your tiny weenie
Hey bitch get girl of your age your ex's are still teenies
You will die and suffer If not by me the by someone other
If you want help , just try the heavenly father

I am not actually angry , I am laughing real humorisised
You just make your tent to EU parliament
One day you will drink my pee , you'll see