Fire Follow Me
You said, you didn't want this fire You didn't want the world to burn You knew it never would expire Events could never just unturn A little parks is all it takes here And soaring flames will spread real fast You think, you can run, but there's no chance Bury your dreams under black crust They will devour what you hold dear And everything will turn to dust You are so brilliant, you are so great But I', gonna burn you... Let's start I am the first spark! You said, you didn't want this fire You didn't want the world to burn This time I'll make a damn human fuse I'm gonna be that starting spark I've made my mind up, right now I choose To burn the pest - no question mark The human monkeys kill night and day Someone must stop that idiot race Voland come here, come right away A headsman must come and clean this place You are so brilliant, you are so great But I', gonna burn you... Let's start You are so brilliant, you are so great But I', gonna burn you... Let's start You are so brilliant, you are so great But I', gonna burn you... Let's start I'll be the first spark!
Submitted by Iron_Wraith — Jun 14, 2026
I'll never change my fierce ways Though I do land face down in sand And many mates already play Komodo varans' infernal band They will let you fly and get much higher Gonna use force to pull you down And you will dive in a sea of fire And in my home I have a shrine Relics of rock in it hide I take their power and make it mine Fancy a walk on the wild side? They will let you fly and get much higher Gonna use force to pull you down And you will dive in a sea of fire Though my affairs have all been fair Some tell me this straight in the eye: 'Your eyes have caused so much despair Stop tempting me, devil's ally!' They will let you fly and get much higher Gonna use force to pull you down And you will dive, will dive, will dive In a sea of fire
Submitted by Iron_Wraith — Jun 14, 2026
Sake crazy, sake crazy! Steel clouds hang over Japan Sake crazy, sake crazy! Earthquake - shit has hit the fan... In the corner if the globe Polish blood drives polish men We all X-Ray geishas' robes And we closely watch the yen Sake crazy, sake crazy... But this is that way... Sake crazy, sake crazy... Tonight I'll play that game... Straight from Europe, here at last... Listen to our sound effects! We play fuckin' loud and fast And we are white gods of sex We look sullen at first glance Dressed in black, but not to mourn If you see our wings by chance Know that we enjoy jap porn Sake crazy, sake crazy... But this is that way... Sake crazy, sake crazy... Tonight I'll play that game... Anchor man reports the news Streets filled up with human mass No time for your idle shmooze Screams of terror, shattered glass We won't rant like some old pricks Only tanks could stop our plans Better wait for slant-eyed chicks Find the bar and watch'em dance Sake crazy, sake crazy... But this is that way... Sake crazy, sake crazy... Tonight I'll play that game... Sake crazy, sake crazy... But this is that way... Sake crazy, sake crazy... Tonight I'll play that game...
Submitted by Iron_Wraith — Jun 14, 2026
The city stood still and breathless that night As if someone grabbed right by the balls Hurricane Kazz was born on the site Like with most people, it wasn't his call... Time passes slowly in solitude He gave up all comfort - ever his watch A Robbinson's life - lonely and crude In his Kon-Tiki on the sea of scotch His biggest dream was caviar and champaigne His Dolce Vita - 'Discovolante' Comic hangovers he would never feign Cascading puke's el Commendante He found his home right here in the gutter And this kind of home gave him no address He would melt hearts like premium butter His way with broads brought him no success... Let the night begin you nasty wizard When life is over the party's on When your god is out show your tail of a lizard No more remorse Trembling like monarchs on bastille day Frantically jumping but out of time Hands put together as if to pray No rosary beards his fingers would climb... And so he did go right down to hell Died on the bumpy road where he ran A shot of vodka shamelessly fell Onto the grave of that godless man Let the night begin you nasty wizard When life is over the party's on When your god is out show your tail of a lizard No more remorse
Submitted by Iron_Wraith — Jun 14, 2026
There ain't no gangsta to sit on my tail There ain't no dun to follow my trail Why do I feel like I need to hide? Why has my confidence lately dead? I leave my home after it's dark Walls have got ears so I don't bark My collar's high, I cover my face Keep a low profile, cover my... I leave my home after it's dark Walls have got ears so I don't bark My collar's high, I cover my face Keep a low profile, cover my trace I know that no-one is following you But you watch your step all the way through Something has ended, cracks start to show Why are you so careful wherever you go? In your last letter you said: "please come!" This nasty fall is making you numb The night is voracious like there's no dawn Your dialogue with God can't linger on... I leave my home after it's dark Walls have got ears so I don't bark My collar's high, I cover my face Keep a low profile, cover my trace
Submitted by Iron_Wraith — Jun 14, 2026
That's vulgar cone, mental lowrider His job from fate - trouble provider Pushing through life pointlessly ranting His sloppy lies ain't so enchanting The final stage of the ol'clap Fucked up his head, altered the chap Made him believe - it's ain't no fun He was the son of evil one No fuckin' chance - no-one to hold ya No fuckin' way - ain't no caress Do your snake dance - no-one will stroke ya You hollow grave will be a mess He was conceived by God knows that What could have spawned such a bad lot? His thoughts are dirty, his language vile He feeds on rests from a trash pile A widescreen squint, tall as a desk Lonely at school - it was a grotesque Broads looked at him in all dismay He wanted sex - he had to pay No fuckin' chance - no-one to hold ya No fuckin' way - ain't no caress Do your snake dance - no-one will stroke ya You hollow grave will be a mess When they say: go away! Disregard he'll display And they plea: "could you stop?" But their plans always flop They wish he'd fall asleep To get rid of the creep No fuckin' chance - no-one to hold ya No fuckin' way - ain't no caress Do your snake dance - no-one will stroke ya You hollow grave will be a mess No fuckin' chance - no-one to hold ya No fuckin' way - ain't no caress Do your snake dance - no-one will stroke ya You hollow grave will be a mess
Submitted by Iron_Wraith — Jun 14, 2026
The day didn't stark to nice or good No better than the night before The moon was in a nasty mood The sun had a mug of a dead whore Now, shall we see what the cat brought Another rat for me to bite What kind of slime do I not got To help me kill my time tonight? Canal street I gotta quit I go to bed sober and clean Hands on the sheets just like a baby But I get up like Charlie Sheen Hung over, dry and empty-handed Sociology at canal street College of life - that was my schooling But it's too much, can't take the heat Like a mad dog I see it drooling Canal street I gotta quit I feel the same down in my gut I must have come from another world In this man's mouth always a butt Even when puke inside in whirled Each time we meet they start to bark Their diamond throats get all ecstatic Our school of thought at Wilson Park Vulgar in words - it's so schematic Canal street I gotta quit
Submitted by Iron_Wraith — Jun 14, 2026
I'm off the ground and hangin' tall The branch is firm, no chance I'll fall I'm hangin' out here in the sun I got my eye on everyone God doesn't like stiffs on a string Philosophy, get in the ring! Ideas clash, the match is on Once I'm cut off - fun times are gone And when the wind spins me around My rotting skin is golden brown I'm danglin' here on this thick rope Playin' it cool, I'm gonna cope God doesn't like stiffs on a string Philosophy, get in the ring! Ideas clash, the match is on Once I'm cut off - fun times are gone My danglin' here has an upside For in the sun my tears have dried I can forget the pitfalls of life My suicide ends all my strife God doesn't like stiffs on a string Philosophy, get in the ring! Ideas clash, the match is on Once I'm cut off - fun times are gone God doesn't like stiffs on a string Philosophy, get in the ring! Ideas clash, the match is on Once I'm cut off - fun times are gone
Submitted by Iron_Wraith — Jun 14, 2026
He was the one, the one who's good When he arrived all looked in awe He was the one, the one who's good And when he spoke it was the law He was so new, his heart so pure There was no doubt, it was so sure Let's celebrate, bourbon be cracked!! Mix it with coke - you will get whacked He was the one, the one who's good The dying sun upwards did draw He was the one, the one who's good When he arrived all snow did thaw And at first glance - an average sod He was no hunk, no demi-god But had your life in a tight grip And made it an elating trip Hey!! Skal!! Glasses high! To the one who's good sitting between us Once again - Campai!! To the one who's fair losing his time Hey!! Skal!! Glasses high! To the one who's good sitting between us Once again - campai!! To the one who's fair losing his time Losing his time, losing his time
Submitted by Iron_Wraith — Jun 14, 2026
Do you think they're really done? Do you think they've had their fun? Don't believe them, use your brains Peace ain't running through their veins They're just waiting for a chance To do their old sharp-knife dance Killing times Killing times ain't over yet That will be your safest bet Killing times Do you think they've really changed? Do you think they're not deranged Don't believe their conscience's clear They just switched a different gear Changed the colours on their flags Put on someone else's rags Killing times Killing times ain't over yet That will be your safest bet Killing times Looks to me like something's up They will serve you a death cup Something's cooking here tonight Something of an Aztec rite Do you think they've really stopped? Do you think their plans are dropped? Are you really so naive? That's what you are to believe Kings of class and culture land Black commandos at their hand Killing times Killing times ain't over yet That will be your safest bet Killing times
Submitted by Iron_Wraith — Jun 14, 2026