IRC-Galleria

I hear voices in my head
The council me
They understand
They tell me things that I will do
They show me things I'll do to you
They talk to me, they talk to me

You got your rules and your religion
All designed to keep you safe
But when rules start getting broken
You start questioning your faith
I have a voice that is my savior
Hates to love and loves to hate
I have the voice that has the knowledge
And the power to rule your fate

I hear voices crying
I see heroes dying
I taste the blood that's drying
I feel the tension rising



All the lawyers are defenseless
All the doctors are disease
And the preachers all are sinners
And the police just take the grease
All you judges you are guilty
All the bosses I will fire
All you bankers will have losses
And politicians are all liars

I see darkness falling
I hear voices calling
I feel justice crawling
I see faith has fallen

When der fuehrer says we is de master race
We heil heil right in der fueher's face
Not to love der fuehrer is a great disgrace
So we heil heil right in der fuehrer's face

When Herr Goebbels says we own the world and space
We heil heil right in Herr Goebbels' face
When Herr Goring says they'll never bomb dis place
We heil heil right in Herr Goring's face
Are we not he supermen Aryan pure supermen
Ja we are the supermen (super duper supermen)
Is this Nutsy land so good
Would you leave it if you could
Ja this Nutsy land is good
We would leave it if we could
We bring the world to order
Heil Hitler's world to order
Everyone of foreign race
Will love der fuehrer's face
When we bring to the world dis order

Jag ska dricka min öl, yeaheah.
Ska köra min moppe bland polisbil-lamporna.
Och jag hittar polisen, ölflaska.
Jag knulla polishund, ja.


Jag är nazi, jag är nazi.
Jag är Sverige-skinhead.
Jag är nazi, jag är nazi.
Jag är Sverige-skinhead.

Ja min kamraterna Pelle och Mats.
Är också faschister, rasitser och skinheads.
Vi är rakar, rakar skinhuvud.
Titta Pelle "kackade" på R-kiosken, fönstret.


Jag är nazi, jag är nazi.
Jag är Sverige-skinhead.
Jag är nazi, jag är nazi.
Jag är Sverige-skinhead

Soon you will realize that I have the key to your heart and your soul!

Dualismi:

Sielu ja ruumis ovat kaksi eri asiaa, ruumis aineellista materiaa ja sielu henkistä idealismia. Ruumis ja sielu ovat siis erillisiä substansseja. Ruumis kuuluu mekaaniseen materian maailmaan, kun taas sielulla ei ole juuri sitä oikeaa paikkaa. Sielulla on tahdon vapaus ja se kontrolloi ruumsta käpyrauhasen välityksellä.

Up against the machine too strong, pretty politicians buying souls from us are puppets!

joo joo prkl, menin gallerian "sinut on valittu ylläpitäjäksi"- halpaan!!!! :(

Hahaa! Katsoit!

"Velociraptor oli älykäs ja nokkela petoeläin, joka todennäköisesti eli ja saalisti laumassa."

Ahhhh yeah,
K-Diggity Dogg down here for my people
nWo, let's set it off, cause it's own now, yeah
Bow-wow-wow yippie yo, yippie yay
Ariba la rassa all day and every day
Bow-wow-wow yippie yo, yippie yay
Horale, all day, every day
From the lucha libre, to the WCW
Time out, la jente, Straight up lovin' you
And from the hola essé to the yes yes y'all
Who wants to step to my homeboy K-Dogg?
And get slammed on the mat,
Get your whole head cracked
The way Mad One vato is gonna fill this whole track
I step in the ring yelling horale
From Mehico all the way to the USA
Puro chingasos, putasos, no abrazos
Gettin' scuffed up, will you gettin' roughed up tequila sunrise
Watch 'em burn
When we finish up the bottle and eat the worm
It's our turn
Bald heads, tattoos and penotents
From the slums to TV
To where the world can see me
Then back to the ghetto again
The world must end
Where mothers keep cryin'
Cause their children keep dyin'
In this hot, evil pot, we all melt
How can I help the world, if I can't help myself?
So call it quits,
Or get hit and get your wig flipped
Who the hell you think you're dealing with essé?
Bow-wow-wow yippie yo, yippie yay
Ariba la rassa all day and every day
Bow-wow-wow yippie yo, yippie yay
horale, all day, every day
Bow-wow-wow yippie yo, yippie yay
Ariba la rassa all day and every day
Bow-wow-wow yippie yo, yippie yay
Horale, all day, every day
What do you know about tequila sunrise?
And what do you know about the... ghetto life?
The K, the D, the O, the G
Down with the M, the A, the D
O-N-E So ponte tucha
From the perro lucha
I feel like an animal,
I'll eat you like a cannibal
That's how it is and that's how it's gonna be
I represent la raza 'cause la raza represents me
I open up my eyes, I can't be livin' in the dark
I gotta be careful when I take my daughter to the park
Barrio and Barrio, and block after block
Hypedermic needles in the children's sandbox
I start wonderin' why la Placa hates me
It always amazed me how they look at me crazy
There is no hope and there is no second chances
Cause this chain around my neck won't let this perro dance
Bow-wow-wow yippie yo, yippie yay
Estados unidos all day and every day
Oh, how I love it
I just can't get enough of it
Mad one and K-Dog so rough, so tough
Bow-wow-wow yippie yo, yippie yay
Ariba la rassa all day and every day
Bow-wow-wow yippie yo, yippie yay
Horale, all day, every day
Bow-wow-wow yippie yo, yippie yay
Ariba la rassa all day and every day
Bow-wow-wow yippie yo, yippie yay
Horale, all day, every day
Bow-wow-wow yippie yo, yippie yay
Bow-wow-wow yippie yo, yippie yay
Bow-wow-wow yippie yo, yippie yay
Bow-wow-wow yippie yo, yippie yay