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Linds for me!

Opis bloga

"Nema raja za vječni život
I nema pakla gdje se grešnici peku
Ovdje i sada je dan našeg trpljenja
Ovdje i sada je dan naše zabave
Ovdje i sada su naše prilike i mogućnosti
Izaberi ovaj dan, ovaj sat, jer drugog izbavitelja nemaš.

O meni:

zovem se lucija(u vražju mater)
bla bla bla...
bla bla bla
...Imam frendove damn(koji me jadni trpe)
to su vam Paula,Drska,Nika,Tina,Marina,
Iva,Široka,Nana,
Monika,Anja,Ivana,
Tena,Adry....
i bla bla..neda mi se više nabrajat...ima njh još....
više ne tako sama XD
Kaj volim...pa volim glazbu,horore,morbidne stvari,krv,,Dania Filtha
crnu boju,choopere(dajem bubreg za Harleya),,Fallen Angel..hehe..zna ona...
tetovaže,,gledati crno na život,groblje,crne anđele,zajebavat popa,sado-mazo XD....

A kaj ne volim....narodnjake,glupe umišljene šminkere,roznu boju,
Britney i co.,štikle,ići u crkvu i ostala sranja,Boga
školu,boy bendove,šarene boje,ljubav
one iz tokio hotela(pederi!?),romantične dušice...
mrzim dok se neko bezveze bedira zbog ljubavi..pa ko nju jebe...
mrzim avril lavinge..prodana duša...kurči se da je punkerica
a neka je kurvinska šminkerica...glupača...,kurve...uostalom malo je stvari koje volim

Kaj se sluša....

-Dimmu borgir
-Immortal
-Dark Funeral
-Behemoth
-Darkthrone
-Metallica
-Slayer
-Children of Bodom
-Cradle of Filth
-Pantera
-Tristania
-Metal Church
-Dark tranguility
-Gorgoroth
-Symphony X
-Morbid angel

MOJ MSN VAM JE:angel_of_death_kc@hotmail.com

In the shape of a black goat - The dark lord himself
Demons, witches, and spirits of Darkness await
And watch with pleasure on the succumbed virgins
And innocent souls.. Soon to be sacrificed
The air is filled with diabolical laughter and screams
Spells are whirling, and the smell of hell is spreading all around
The appearance of spirits of Darkness from the heart of Hell
The christains fled like pigs, overwhelmed with fear

Moj uzor...Shagrath

Sanctus Satanas,Sanctus
Diminus Diabolus Sabaoth
Satanas-veniir
Ave Satanas,Ave Satanas
Tua Est Terra
Ave Satana

Behind The Curtains Of Night - Phantasmagoria

A mental inner vortex
as possessions through a wolf's eye
Envisioning the eclipse
No longer to be blinded by a sunrise

In this final benediction
Confronted by mirages of imminent mortality
Time's set to end the suffering
So follow, I will cherish the secrecies of hearts

Chased by the black sheperds
Behind the curtains of night
Been found as a tool in their seduction
Fatal haze

An escape into abomination
Perished to phasma
Asindrome of another aeon
Soul-obsequial inhesion

Resurged in torrents of abyssmal thoughts
Lost in a helix, blackest might
In stealth i do seek deliverance
In phantasmagoria, vortex utopia

Najlijepše stvorenenje na svijetu(bilo i ostalo):

The Promised Future Aeons

Erotic and dreamlike still in its mortal disguise
A passionate ritual in the ruined gardens theatre
The painted angels - Shadowed high above
Once they gathered to worship at the picture of me
Like a whisper where there are no words
Appears the perplexed - The statue of might
In the cradle of the next generation
A spiraling ruin - Lost in the gathering dust

...the faces you saw in the withering garden
I witnessed the flickering - made to look like stone
Quivering like little figures lost in broken flames
Never to forget again the names carved in horrid flesh

Those words drawn in water - Become our legacy of fantasies

Burn the pictures
So unexpected in this strange deserted place
Once opened its secrets would become the world
Its attributes would continue to unfold forever

"Through the fabric of the promised future aeons
I offer this suffering of my unwanted father..."

...and the stars did wander - Separated in the forbidden universe

Kings Of The Carnival Creation

Incarnated marvels simplified
Effects from such a disconsolate kind
Impotence of the once so perfect living
Erase and rewind

Stand rigid for the next battle
Peace means reloading your guns
The love for life is all hatred in disguise
A carnival creation with masks undone

In search for the guidelines to the gateways of sin
through mires of misanthropy with wrath in mind
Sophistication as cruelty and perfection as virulent truth
Confidently dawned, to pick the best of enemies
An abyss womb stretched wide open, exposed to retaliate

[chorus:]
With the stigma feasting upon your flesh I wish you well
Thorns from the fountains of fate licking lepered skin
Worshipped by anyone's mass on our planet hell
What on earth possessed you

Consuming illusions made from hysteria and swallowed tongues
Devoured by doubt, conducting arts of misconception
Testimonial sufficiency declaring numbness of all perceptions

Glance into the blackness hidden beneath your surface
And enjoy the suffering, sanity drained in disrespect
With such bedevilled faith in good, subsequently trusting evil
Next step for mankind will be the last seasons in sin

Left are the kings of the carnival creation
Carrying out the echoes of the fallen

Sense the withering eternity as it fades away
The ultimate graceless voyage of all times
Only death will be guarding your angels, silently
Cripples joining arms in clamour
Institutionalized for the rebirth, the herd will be hunted

[music: Mustis, Silenoz, Vortex and Shagrath]

Touch Like Angel Of Death

A glance to my eyes, deep within reveals
This worn-out warrior's mind
I'm killing you by suffering
Discomposure of a deepest kind

In the night I crave to feel your breath
And your touch like angel of death
In the dawn I'm in chains of bestial rage
And forced to make you dead

The chains get tighter around my throat
I can give you no love, only dead-lift of pain

In the dusk of evening I tuck you up with feathers
Forever I'll stand by your side
In the twilight of night I'm laughing
While cutting you hundred and thirteen times

Can't you see I am evil, double-edged razor
Child of eternal hate.
To torment you like a motherfucking-whore
I'll make you cry forever more

I'd crawl through broken glass to you...
And your name is written in my very flesh
With the knife I'm still longing to use

In the night I crave to feel your breath
And your touch like angel of death
In the dawn I'm in chains of bestial rage
And forced to make you dead