Are You a Rebel?

Certainly Rocca in his stinkin'' uniform Settles matters with Chianti, sitting in La Scala Scrawling on a piece of the wall, stresses it word by word He sells pills to dirty imbeciles. He sets off, lookin'' for viruses So that his easy hand makes the strings sound He says: "I believe, but not everyone" He talked with an acid head, flyin' home. Rocca counts stars or looks inside the soul He's going to give a nipper for the old Europe He congeals in silence, just like a rock, When from the heights speaks to him miss Bush. He prowls in the mountains, escapes bears He watches France from the top of a hill He stinks and says: "I f... the bottle," Too often he shoots at people and strikes at his skull! Rocca repels the attacks of gloomy sad fools, He... makes their souls so happy He says, when it ends, for sure he'll come here To make an exception: to shoot at you, at you! He cannot understand, the Junta hate him, Rocca haunts policemen with a rubber banana, He's organisin' the flock and bringin' crates of beer His lady's reprimandin' him, no, no, no, Rocca got too much!!! He's like steel, hard like a motherf... er, But he's gonna live not long, Wake up sucker!

Submitted by Warbringer — Apr 25, 2025

Swimmin' in s... I've got all on command Always, everywhere I've got something to do, The screams of blockheads - almost shootin' the dead Oh! What's the stink, revolutions in my brain! On one command we wake up, we're a mob Followin' the madmen we bleed by our eyes, And one shout gives us a dream A big problem we've got - can we dream or not?! His stupid snout and arms like a buffalo His carrion will fill up empty spaces in a battle - array Curses like a bandit and leaps at the wall Notorious fool - automatic uniform He knows so little, but here he's the law He didn't make efforts to get on my nerves I hate his laughter, it isn't sincere He reacts to command - an animal intellect. They talk about it and try to frighten They talk about that - delude by rewards My carrion will fill up this empty place I'll stay unknown - driven into concrete. I'm a shooter and a target, I'm a hero - killer. If I kill more I'll get a monument I'll die with desire, I got their word: Fire will burn over my head! Barmy Army, Dead Army, Barmy Army, Shadows Army.

Submitted by Grave666 — Apr 25, 2025

It's not true, that I'm a drunkard Even though mother damned a thousand times, It's not true, that I'm ungreatful But I'm not without a blemish too. It's true, Jim has almost killed me Even though he wasn't my master It's true - I'm not afraid of acid And I'd like everything right now. Somebody said that I'm a kid And he was absolutely right Somebody saw me mixin' "Bloody Titus" He said, "It's not an attraction." A drunk lady danced behind me Naked in my black leather I Intended to f... her as cold as stone But I couldn't - I got too much And it's true, that I'm wicked Even though they thanked me many times It's true that I'm a motherf...er But I don't fell any repulsion to myself Hey you, don't tell me, don't even try, That fault is only mine, And don't damn acid, It's cheap and it kicks so well I mean acid! Do you like it?!

Submitted by Dahmers Fridge — Apr 25, 2025

Fifty bears jumped on my neck And fago told me it would come back, yeah! He said: "Sometimes it's very painful When they are biting and trying to suck, suck!" You see, this evening as an executioner Tormented me again And lost apostles kicked my ass! Kicked so strong And the colored lady did nothing To make me feel well They killed my soul I wanted it cos I'm a fool In Rome you will take your vengeance -Rocca was sure It is to be ninety-two, yeah! -Some guys will cry And the city always knows where I'm going In it;s swollen dead body The city will send apostles The city's not stupid Waitin' 4, waitin' 4 Fago wrote me a letter, He said: "I got no money For bread, for wine, and for condoms, either but..."

Submitted by Iron_Wraith — Apr 25, 2025

L.O.V.E. Machine You know this is the end, when you're in her hands And your desire is on the edge of madness I know this feelin' - she often tormented me I prefer to escape, than die in her bed It's a compliment to her, to hear you screamin' all night To see fallin', yeah, so slowly down and down I will see your end between her hot thighs I'll see your corpse, yeah! Under her hungry body! Her dirty mind is possessed to f... Her burning brain is... She cannot sleep, she's... I must meet you, dirty pig! But your sight makes me sick! Lammin', obstrusive, vulgar, emasculatin' machine.

Submitted by Infernal Flame — Apr 25, 2025

(I'm Sure I'm Right) Did you see these guys fighting on the streets Did you hear these f...ers, waitin' for you and me Did you see your friend, bleeding on his knees Do you feel the fear, darkness is coming here Did you see the blood on the walls of houses Do you feel the fear, darkness is coming here I f... the violence and I'm sure I'm right.

Submitted by Infernal Flame — Apr 25, 2025

I'm a street spy, I'm a Spanish fly I'm coarse, thorough, and a sensitive bastard I'm always a pig in a lady's company I drive away suckers standin' on the corner I'm a diamond throat of the local pub My sister's got deviations, I know it well I'm seducing blondie without any difficulties I always drink brandy on a friday night I'm the loudest screamer at the boss's party I spend long hours with my black partner I am a rattlesnake, I crush my victims I'm the cheapest model in the porno magazines I am the mystic I am the one I'm killin' cops - He's dropping out!!!

Submitted by Warbringer — Apr 25, 2025

Baby, I wanna see you tonight I love the stink of your body Let me show you what I can Honey, I'm a real man Since you left me, baby I'm broken, I bleed My tears are falling and falling Falling on your dirty feet Woman with the dirty feet.

Submitted by Corpse Grinder — Apr 25, 2025

Metropolis creates mob and mob creates its face Megalopolis builds barriers, you die under their stress The mob creates its atmosphere: Bitches, drugs, guns for sale. I'm a stranger in the city, in its rotten part I will destroy the barriers and If I win I'll get lucky! The mob watchfully guards the wall It's very hard to get through! Volunteers in the army's rows, essence of slums and stench Dead body of a city - alienation and water, the beginning of a job Killers from dirty streets, victims of the city's creation Fifty bucks for one head, they are not afraid of this task To approach them is a risk, conscience is taboo To escape them has no sense, losers in the system abound Metropolis creates the gang and the gang defines the city Parasites love this corpse, killers in the army's rows! How many people did you kill? About two hundred and fifty How many murders did you see? About two or three thousand Tell me man, did you use choppers? Yeah, we used choppers to torment!!! And I wait for the darkness to set myself free...

Submitted by johnmansley — Apr 25, 2025

Her eyes see a splintered sky and the sun's forgotten them Her face is a fresh wound, honestly it's smashed It's strange that she breathes, my sweet, little dead body Oh no, she's not dyin', she's not burned completely. You hide between the walls your idiotic smile And I could lie to you, that there's something in you You don't want to show your ashen-gray hands I won't tell you this, but to who will you give them?! And she never laughs, my burned little cat And she never cries, she's lost her tears This overdose of pain is impossible to get I see the traces of the flames on her thin back! I don't wanna look at your hands I feel awful when you splutter, I am yours I feel fear, when I gotta cuddle you Even though I know you are mine, mine!

Submitted by BloodShrine — Apr 25, 2025

Litza's teeth tear the cork from the wine His hunger is so visible now The sight of this guy makes me insane Let him go faster - I will stop shaking The iron dogs of the city arrive together They are excited and ready to mosh Glass-eyed corpses will fall down tonight They will be out and the new will come Yeah, scream of axes, such a noisy party Don't preach to me here, about my situation Yeah lanky guys are droppin' dead now There'll be a ton of puke - just one of the attractions Reinforcements are comin' - I'm defendin' myself I won't drop so fast, surrender to no one I'm losing my fingers in her appetising shame No, not this week, I'm not comin' home! An iron dog of the city, a never sober thrasher He's haulin', oh, a big sack of joy The crew's defendin' him, rollin' orbits This night, just like the last, some of the guests will drop down The orange sun pulls me out of it, oh well There's no talkin' about any overdose A "Red Barchetta" is flyin' through my ears I'm waitin' patiently for a new sack of joy, joy! It is hittin' us - Adrenalines kick And we are not guilty in this situation Litza's greedy jaw is lookin' for the foe Our bangin' heads are harder than a rock.

Submitted by Nargaroth — Apr 25, 2025

Mike does these things gratis He is very well known in the city His ass is his decoy and a trap for the children Mike is the first playboy of the railway station He is the favorite of suckers Mike is a seniors lover He is almost a man, he's a star of suckin' His body is a magnet for the old boys Mike is an ideal guy He's a real motherf...er!!! Do you wanna be somebody just like him?!?! No, nobody wants to be a smelly, dirty putana!!! Mike sucks my dick everyday a week!

Submitted by Lake of Tears — Feb 06, 2026