Agathocles / Extreme Smoke
Agathocles
Album • 1993
34 Tracks
Agathocles
Album • 1993
You are struggling with intense revolt A thoughtless mind, but not too bold I wonder where you left yer pride To play your music fucking loud YOU WERE JUST A FASHION PIG ON THRESHOLD TO SENILITY You turned into a different state The silly dick you used to hate You're dressed up nice & cut yer hair You even have perfumed underwear YOU WERE JUST A FASHION PIG ON THRESHOLD TO SENILITY BUT I'LL RIP OUT YER EYES SO I CAN SHIT ON YOUR BRAINS
Submitted by BloodShrine — Nov 08, 2025
You're so different, let the world know you're mad The way you dress and think, truth is really sad In your non-conformity, you are so fucking conform You're so different, let the world know you're mad The way you dress and think, truth is really sad In your non-conformity, you are so fucking conform
Submitted by Iron_Wraith — Nov 08, 2025
Preaching things, You don't even understand Being alternative, Just another trend Acting depressed To trick all the rest You say you are you But I can see through you People believe Your lie-based truth, Even I must admit Your talks are really smooth Alternative - another trend Alternative - a disguise Alternative - another trend Alternative - just theater By telling your misery You try to earn pitty I only can say Stop your STUPID GAME But all these lies and these excuses, Narrow mindness and abuses, They make me feel sick, Like everyone is calling me a dick, You might say "What a nerve" A bullet is what he deserves, But at least I try to respect, All you do is "reject" Why can't we build bridges Instead of building walls Why not being active Instead of critisizing all What a nerve For you and me What's the truth? What we can't see
Submitted by Dahmers Fridge — Nov 08, 2025
Are you just like me In a bullshit mentality school Where teachers abuse their power And are making fun of you Teachers, superior bastards To Hell with you Teachers, pretentious scum We got something else to do Teachers, superior bastards A chainsaw in your stomach Teachers, pretentious scum Death is all you need
Submitted by Finntroll — Nov 08, 2025
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Hypocrite - tricking your friends with your lies But realize - real pals you can not buy Your bucks - dominating your whole life Your sick mind - deceiving, cheating, loosing
Submitted by VladTheImpaler666 — Nov 08, 2025
Did you ever realize That millions of people Had to die For Christianity All those people Found their death Accused of witchcraft Or charged with heresy And still they tell That Jesus loves people But why so many bloodshed Of innocent people And that stupid pope He exploits and deceived people Why don't they admit that Christianity means tyranny
Submitted by Grave666 — Nov 08, 2025
This world's leaders are going to decide Above peace, war or suicide And for this decision, we can't hide 'Coz these bastards rule us with fright USA-USSR profit & power USA-USSR playing with lives They'll open Europe's front door wide The door of war where so many have died The killing of mankind, day and night And it's just the beginning of their might USA-USSR profit & power USA-USSR playing with lives They fight their wars out in our space They play games with the human race They've just counted our last days King death has come to rule with hate
Submitted by johnmansley — Nov 08, 2025
Posers with long hair Wimps with baseball caps Only in it for the outfit New wavers turning into HC Only to be cool Only the outfit, not the music in their heads Nothing else than Some splattered brains I wonder If they even understand The meaning of vivisection
Submitted by Corpse Grinder — Nov 08, 2025
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Grinding, mincing, cutting your mind Do not think that I will fall for your regrets Because of all lies, I can see the real you That's why I can see through your hypocrisy Year after year, you have fed me with lies You were always pretending, pretending to be nice Your abuse of my trust, has provoked my hate Fuck your excuses because all is too late Things I believed as true have now become lies The ignorance in me has flown away like flies The kindness I used to have is now replaced by hate Don't talk shit about regrets, 'cause all is too fucking late
Submitted by BloodShrine — Nov 08, 2025
GORGONISED - Don't let people shit on your head GORGONISED - Don't obey them like they've said GORGONISED - Don't let them control your life GORGONISED - Just remember that you're one of a kind GORGONISED - Majorities always tell you what to do GORGONISED - But a free opinion is not taboo GORGONISED - Be yourself, then you are unique GORGONISED - Or be influenced, and be a fake
Submitted by SerpentEve — Feb 16, 2026
It was August '87 And the butchers were working In the bloody slaughterhouse They killed so many animals To satisfy your lusts Some vegans want revenge I think we know so Well, what do you think of this? The wife of the butcher She suddenly pushed out And this meant her death 'Coz she got impaled on a flesh-hook The hook grinded her throat And then it found its way Through her mouth, to the brains Oh god, she bled to death Well ya vegans Are you satisfied now? Not that we are against you 'Coz we are vegetarians But some of you vegans Think they are more than us That attitude sucks Why do you ignore people Who chose to eat meat That's their choice Some of them do care about animals Doesn't that count anymore?
Submitted by Cyberwaste — Nov 08, 2025
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Smash your hammer In Cupido's head Now we're all happy 'cause all love is dead All love is dead And it ain't too bad My mind is filled With poisonnous thoughts My feelings are fading Without any doubts All love is dead And it ain't too bad
Submitted by Immortal — Feb 06, 2026
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