Do I have my Self Esteem ....Koji če mi to k**** kad ga svit nema !!!
Jebate ja se sitio napisat novi post .....mislio san da neman o ćemu pisat ali u biti iman puno toga ....
Ovih je dana bilo vruće, da, bilo je vruće vrime pa su sa njin i ljudi pošempijali (popizdili) ....
Puste svađe, ubijanje mačaka, opet svađe, dosta ljudi u stanju općeg šoka ...ono jao ...
Prvo bi tio napomenit za oni smrtni slučaj malog mačka kojemu duh vjerovatnno luta negdi po Makasrkin kalama ....Dite koje je to napravilo triba dobro istriskat ....onako livo-desno ....te ga triba naučit šakama kako poštovati druge ...i okolinu ....triba ga naučit da poštuje tuđi život jer ako njega ne poštuje onda nek se uzme i baci sa 5-6 metara visine na lastu .....da se polomi ko sritan ali da ostane živ ....ja nikome ne želin smrt ....eto tako ...Jele ima da se bijemo ....haha
Puste svađe u ovome gradu ....sve tako sranje i opšti kaos .....Ne kontan koji van je to gušt ...neki se ljudi nisu našli na istoj valnoj duljini (frekvencija (Hz)) ....ali zato služi ono ignoriranje ...eto neka negativna pojava na pozitivan način ....Malo razmislite i pitajte se jeli to lipo ....ali ovaj svit je davno oša u k**** ali jebeno je to šta je i mene povuka ....(nemislin samo na svađe neko općenito)
Opet tema svađa : ma to je samo iskorištavanje psihičke (ili fizićke ) sile radi viška energije ....
"Sila je tu kad neko triba da najebe"
Ali tu je upitna ona rič koja je lagana za izgovorit ...ali triba imat muda za to ....to je ono opće poznato "oprosti" ili "sry" (kao informatički žargon) ....skonta san da za to baš triba imat srca reć ...
nije tako lako ....ali kad se to kaže onda je sve lakše ....sa ton rići je lakše živit ....kad znaš da je uz tebe kad zajebeš ....ali onaj ko to nema u sebi ....njemu oćito sve ravnodušno (ravnodušnost je najgori osjećaj, gori od mržnje) ali onda triba pobit taj osjećaj u sebi ....nema druge pomoći ...
Moj bend je sad u takozvanom kolapsu ....ja stvaran dosta materijala ...ali i riči za pisme jer sad baš iman o ćemu pisat ....dosta se toga dešava ode ....
Pošto nemamo izolaciju ne sviramo ali nadan se da če se to brzo riješit ....ali i oni problemi unutar benda ....(ja Matka Bebeka) i da če se sve vratit u normalu i da vas malo proveselimo na zadnji dan škole ....ma valjda če sve bit oke ...eto ...
Ovaj post je pisan ka dijalog mene i moga uma ....
Ja se nadan boljemu sutra, sa manje grijeha i više svježeg kruha ...za sve nas ....
Životnoga karaktera nema
Živi u krugu ratnih terena
Živi u tuđem snu, bježi od njega
Boji se gledati, boji se svega
Boji se nadmoći, ljudske pohlepe
Boji se čovjekove uvrnute sreće
Izljeva bijesa na nevino dijete
Boji se statike te ono što se kreće
Dijete koje ne vidi ,a boji se gledati
Volio bi vidjeti ,no um mu se protivi
Dijete izgubljeno … u prošlosti
Izgubljena melodija života
Gubi svoj ton …
Ispada iz ritma i lomi se od zrak
Zrak pun otrova …
Amfetamina ,narkotika, šarenih pilula
Koji nam o glavu udara ….i udara ….
Dijete koje ne vidi ,a boji se gledati
Volio bi vidjeti ,no um mu se protivi
Dijete izgubljeno … u prošlosti
Oni dani ...
Fale mi dani
Zanimljivi i dosadni
Kad smo lutali, muziku slušali
Svi smo bunt imali
Na pank smo se furali
Svak je imao neke ciljeve
Kako danas pobječ iz škole
Kako skupit za pivo il cigare
Kako ispunit tmurne dane
Od subote do subote
Od Spomenika do Kačića
Ekipa se u krug kretala
Sretna pijana doma odlazila
Ostajem svoj i dalje je tako
Volim svoj život znam da nije lako
Volim biti ono što jesam
Idem van, dom mi je pretijesan
Skupa smo se smrzavali
Nismo doma dupe grijali
Kad je bura puvala, kuće nosila
Mi smo se skupili i ritual obavljali ….
Čut ćeš pjesmu ,viku, galamu
Klapanje boca, energiju u zraku
to je ono što me čini sretnim
to je život …
Neznam kurca ....
Nikad nisam bio ničiji cilj
Niti mario za problem svijeta
Zašto se bore, mrze, ubijaju
Zašto svak vodi svoju politiku
Mislio sam da je svijet idila
Nisam se puno obazira na njega
Bio sam okupljen samim sobom
I svojim realnim fantazijama
Kad pogledam kroz prozor
Čujem buku, metke, pucanje
no vidim ljude okretne
odmah polete da im neš' ne izmakne
ameri se tuku za naftne potoke
ubijaju nedužne za neke profite
životinje bježe u svoje rovove
da nesretnu bijesne ljudske bogove
Dok se puca ja pivo ispijam
Živim svoj život ne marim za ništa
Dok se puca ja pivo ispijam
Život je definicija ,jebena ironija
Stranci u noći
Oni se penju stubama kroz noći
Tiho do cilja dolaze, nemare
Za onog koji će ispod proći
Koji će najebati bez ikakve namjere
Djeca, starci gledaju očima svojim
Neki film se vrti ,u kojem ne postojiš
Užad drže stranci u noći
Do vlasti se mora ,do nje će doći …
Lažna obećanja,
puna usta praznih priča
propaganda po strani
živimo život bez ikakovog pokrića
stranci u noći
svoju mrežu kroje
stranci u noći
nikog se ne boje
stranci u noći
daju ti riječ
uzimaju ponos
uzimaju sve …
Meta Punk/Rock stvar
Radujem se novome danu,
da sretno hodam po malome stanu,
danas ne želim biti ničija meta,
trača il' psina jer to me smeta.
Zidovi kažu da bježim pred svima ,
da se bojim sjene ili crnoga dima.
svi mi kaže da bježim pred Bogom,
ja ga ne poznam ,reka san mu zbogom.
Koja je moja bit šta je da radim,
da sebe gazim, da travu sadim.
ja samo želim biti normalno biće ,
želim molit Boga kada zora sviće ...
Ja želim znati nešto što u knjizi piše,
Ne želim biti višak, ne želim pričat tiše,
korupcija, politika, prokleti vladari,
svaka dnevna tema vrišti mi u glavi ....
Zašto HC punk (neke metal sheme)
Sjedim u sobi u hladnome stanu,
gledam svjetle ljude na sivom ekranu,
Kako bih volio biti kao oni,
život s reprizama i s manje boli ...
U njihov svijetu nema pakla,
sve je to samo pusta farsa,
sve je to meni prićao stari,
dok je bio živ prije rata ...
Zašto sam rođen u ovoj sferi,
zašto uvijek ja moram biti na meti,
Lokalnih laži i državnih sranja,
koja sebe smatraju Bogom bez mana...
Iz svog malog stana izlazim jadan,
duševne hrane uvijek sam gladan,
U stan se vraćam sa malo iskustva,
jer sam samo član ustajalog društva ....
Kad bi se Isus sada spustio,
ja bih njemu odmah porućio
rijeći hvale za sve ono dobro,
koje nisan možda zaslužio ....
Fight to be killed Prava HC punk stvar
United troops,war and guns,
are the symbol of what is done ,
greedy leaders don't care shit,
warriors of doom will fight to be killed.
Born to be free to have your life,
don't be stupid to fight for lies,
yout mission is to survive this war,
so fight with your heart, fight for your soul...
Fight, fight,fight, fight your dreams,
if you survive , you'll be free,
your mission is to win his war,
so fight with your heart, fight for your soul...
In the end nothing's left,
freedom denied heroes savaged,
on this field grave is mark ,
for all those who fight and died ..
Something Lagana stvar/ balada
Look around you,
where are you now,
are you really satisfied,
or you are naturally numb ?
Some people are smiling
with a shine in their eyes
some people are seeking for life
in fog of death, on seven skies.
Maybe there's something
something behind my eyes
something better, something free
which could cover human lies ...
Seeking is good
but sometimes it is sad
everybody is seeking
for something they say. X2
Maybe someday i will find,
something more then a life,
what can make me happy,
what can make me satisfied ...
Maybe there's something
something behind my eyes
something better, something free
which could cover human lies ...
Bendovi koji su zaslužili bit na mojem blogu :
Carcass
Children of Bodom
Dark Tranquillity
Destruction
Helloween
Hladno pivo
Iced Earth
Jimi Hendrix
Judas Priest
Manowar
Metallica
Misfits
Pantera
Vega
Zbunjeni
Iron Maiden
Pasi
Ramones
Agnostic Front
Exploited
Communic
SEPE....Sepultura
Lyrics
Hladno pivo
Pjevajte nešto ljubavno
godine provedene,
zakopani ispod zemlje
postali smo skupina
svirajucih zombija
u birtiji poslije trece,
tedy rezigniran rece
momci, ne zelim dovijek'
biti podrumski covjek
s vremenom sve smo tisi,
slijede prvi kompromisi
otud samo korak, dva,
do pocetka poraza
do pocetka poraza
do pocetka poraza
pjevajte nesto ljubavno,
sigurno, tiho, sterilno
pjevajte nesto ljubavno,
klinke svrsavaju na to
pjevajte nesto ljubavno,
sigurno, tiho, sterilno
pjevajte nesto ljubavno
klinke svrsavaju na to
prodali smo cak i muda,
al' sviramo zato svuda
terase, festivali,
vise smeca, lova veca
slusaju nas curice
penzioneri, bakice
i svi umni invalidi,
senilni i gluhonjemi
senilni i gluhonjemi
senilni i gluhonjemi
pjevajte nesto ljubavno,
sigurno, tiho, sterilno
pjevajte nesto ljubavno,
klinke svrsavaju na to
pjevajte nesto ljubavno,
sigurno, tiho, sterilno
pjevajte nesto ljubavno,
klinke svrsavaju na to
Hladno Pivo
Tišina
Tisina lezi mi na plucima
Mada znam da pokraj mene budna si
Sat sve glasnije otkucava
Tesko da cu brzo zaspati
Sumnja kao da me skinula
Ogoljela me sve do kostiju
Sad iza svakog osmijeha
Slutim podsmijeh i prevaru
Sve dok u meni zivi sumnja i nemir
Budi tu i dokazi mi
Da imam zaklon u tebi kad me niski udarci
Zabiju duboko u zemlju
Sve dok u meni zivi sumnja i nemir
Budi tu i pomozi mi
Kad mi bliske osobe pokazu tamno nalicje
I otkriju budalu naivnu
Sumnja kao da me skinula
Ogoljela me sve do kostiju
Sad iza svakog osmijeha
Slutim podsmijeh i prevaru
Mozda je vrijeme konacno umiriti se
Uz novine i veceru cekati lutrije
Sve dok u meni zivi sumnja i nemir
Budi tu i dokazi mi
Da imam zaklon u tebi kad me niski udarci
Zabiju duboko u zemlju
Sve dok u meni zivi sumnja i nemir
Budi tu i pomozi mi
Kad mi bliske osobe pokazu tamno nalicje
I otkriju budalu naivnu
Danzig
Mother
Mother
Tell your children not to walk my way
Tell your children not to hear my words
What they mean
What they say
Mother
Mother
Can you keep them in the dark for life
Can you hide them from the waiting world
Oh mother
Father
Gonna take you daughter out tonight
Gonna show her my world
Oh father
Not about to see your light
But if you wanna find hell with me
I can show you what its like
Till your bleeding
Not about to see your light
And if you wanna find hell with me
I can show you what its
Mother
Tell your children not to hold my hand
Tell your children not to undesrstand
Oh mother
Father
Do you wanna bang heads with me
Do you wanna feel evrything
Oh father
Not about to see your light
And if you wanna find hell with me
I can show you what its like
Till your bleeding
Not about to see your light
And if you wanna find hell with me
I can show you what its
Yea
Not about to see your light
But if you wanna find hell with me
I can show you what its like
Till your bleeding
Not about to see your light
And if you wanna find hell with me
I can show you what its like
Mother
Yea
Six Pack
Makovi Crveni
Opet su jutros procvali
i zitu makovi skriveni
Sve su nam njive ovili
cvetovi njihovi crveni
Znas li majko, majcic
kakvi su ono cvetovi
sto rastu po nasim njivama
tako divni crveni?
Gorki su, sinko plodovi
cemer je ono procvao
Umesto zlatne psenice
korov je tamo niknuo.
Mnogo je krvi poteklo
polja su nam opustela
Jedino sto je ostalo
cvetovi maka crvena
Cracass
Keep no Rotting
(Music: Walker)
(Lyrics: Walker)
The threads of global fabric are untied
The role of the western free world is in decline
Still free to consume, free to breathe
Free to exist, free to dream, your life of dreams
Keep on rotting, keep on hoping, keep on dreaming
One day maybe, keep on rotting, keep on hoping
Whilst in the real world you...
Consumer or consumed, your life is cheap
Economic salvation in sweatshops returned from the east
Despair the only quality of strife
A reason for existence if you can afford the price,
If your price is right
Keep on rotting, keep on hoping, keep on dreaming
One day maybe, keep on rotting, keep on hoping
Whilst in the real world you...
Keep on rotting, keep on hoping, keep on dreaming
One day maybe, keep on rotting, keep on hoping
Whilst in the real world you...
(leads)
Keep on rotting, keep on hoping, keep on dreaming
One day maybe, keep on rotting, keep on hoping
Whilst in the real world you...
Keep on rotting, keep on hoping, keep on dreaming
One day maybe, keep on rotting, keep on hoping
Whilst in the real world you...
Keep on rotting, keep on hoping, keep on dreaming
One day maybe, keep on rotting, keep on hoping
Whilst in the real world you...
Keep on rotting, keep on hoping, keep on dreaming
Keep on rotting, keep on hoping
Whilst in the real world you...
..Rot!!!!!
Black Star
Black star, jewel of the night
Black star, burning bright
Magnificent sun, a beacon burning
Five pointed coal, a guide eternal
Black star, five pointed coal
Black star, the cosmic soul
Shining opaque, celestial furnace
Glittering dark, a sun in mourning
Black star, where light never shines
Black star won't you be my guide?
A dead sun for where the light never shines
Shine on...
Twinkle, twinkle black star
Shine on...
Black star, darken the skies
Forever burn, never to die
An ebony flame, a sun infernal
Nemesis of the night, my own dark angel
Black star, jewel of the night
Black star, so cruel, so bright
A glorious sun, with warmth so healing
Glittering dark, a sun in mourning
Black star, where light never shines
Black star won't you be my guide?
A dead sun for where the light never shines <>Shine on...
Twinkle, twinkle black star
Shine on... black star
Shine on...
Twinkle, twinkle black star
Shine on...
Destruction
Thrash til death
Metal revolution - possessed we fight hand in hand
Sardonic aversions - only in union we stand
Depressive perspective - gives us a place to retreat
Never divided - no discussions stay to the roots
Real cultured - out of plastic - can't share their philosophies
Sarcasm and passion - we have our own forces
Dictators predators - won't rule our black hearts
Bestial invasion - explodes in our evil souls
Bridge:
They can't break our will
We have the pleasure to kill
We are bonded by blood
Again they will rot
Chorus:
Thrash 'til death
Thrash 'til death
Immortal soul takes control - immortal soul
Thrash 'til death
Immortal soul takes control - immortal soul
Thrash 'til death
Discover our history - this rebellion ain't a fuckin' trend
Stillborn music - swallow our self-defence
Metal revolution - possessed we fight hand in hand
Eternal conviction - only in union we stand
They protect our souls from war and pain
Don't fuck with them - nothin' will remain
They fight the good fight for their world peace
Save our Western Culture from unknown enemies
Military power pushed by the industries
Rain forest? Who cares about some fuckin' trees
This is for all our safety - this ain't no joke
They surely guard us - as long as they are broke
Bridge:
Land of the free - the land of decay
Amazing grace - kneel down and pray
Stars and lies - flag of pride
Ku Klux Klan at Disneyland
Chorus:
Race wars in a faked world
Hiding the truth there's no excuse
Dictators of cruelty
Dictators of cruelty
Fairytales and legends are the backbone of a land
Where controversial losers can be president
Nothin' like it seems on this Earth full of disgrace
Build your own opinion and see their ugly face!
I...I am a bastard son
Conceived of a hundred men
Now I'm the Chosen One
Back, looking back
Father William called me Johnny
But my mother called me Jack
I...I scream out to you
As I see them take you
Hell, it put me through
You...you gave me life
Then ripped out my emotion
And replaced it with a knife
I cut you once, I cut you twice
You're my midnight sacrifice
You shamed me...you shame God
You scream my name, and now you're gone
I've seen the rain wash over you a thousand times
Your flesh summons me
God knows why
Repent your sins to me
Now...you're no different now
Still the same, the Devil's whore
Lilith on the prowl
I...I've got something for you
I know what real pain is
And you will too
I cut you once, I cut you twice
You're my midnight sacrifice
You shamed me...you shame God
You scream my name, now you're gone
Prophecy
I can see clearly now, a painful vision indeed
An attack on hallowed ground, from high above
Alien to us, the species known as man
A serious threat, in the eyes of the Elder
So heed my warning, before our own existence falls near
extinct
Our culture is lost in ancient mystery, covered in the sands of
time
A sacred few survive the massacre this night
In secret they will meet a new society
Ten thousand years from now, a child will be born
I've seen the vision, the writing on the wall
He'll walk the Earth, two thousand years or more
Paving the way, for mankind's fall
So there is hope you see, but we must act with great speed
Assemble the chosen, the ones to lead, and morph them in the
likeness of man
Oppressed for centuries, await the prophecy
The child will set us free, reclaim it rightfully
We'll take their identity and live among them free
All the while, plotting events that mold their history
We'll build the perfect beast with the knowledge that they
seek
If it takes ten thousand years, we never will retreat
Assassins we will be, through human history
Jesus Christ to Kennedy, the Domino Decree
Disciples of the Watch, prepare the coming curse
If it takes ten thousand years, we never will retreat
And so, our world is doomed, we'll lay claim again some day
There is hope, in the birth of one, so many centuries away
Matka Bebeka) i da če se sve vratit u normalu i da vas malo proveselimo na zadnji dan škole ....ma valjda če sve bit oke 
...eto ...