Jesus Killing Machine
Here we come And this is not a song written by Anthony Burgess! We are yupscumhater- violent- gang- stars We invent our sins! Hate hip climbers - shoot them like birds! Freefallers and skydivers, fall and feel hard, fry in the sun! After- ski- burners/ bastards I spoil you with granide Feed you with cyanide All you sporty jumpers- bung- rope- cokey- snorters Better beware - I bleach your wrap! We slash your tyres, jeepyuppy drivers Snow- borders- we call the avalanche Jetty- skiers come hit the rocks (what is bad?) Hey! Killer patrol! In our hatemobiles With killer- petrol In our hatemobiles!
Submitted by Nargaroth — Jun 04, 2026
Ice-camp 2000 ?-civilized madcops Teach the world to sink Smash their pc-neck-extension With robot-virus-anastasia And rollercoaster militia Against our hearts and clearclean souls Humachinery rules While we drown our hate In pools of lethargic foolish water Hey! Kids you metallized brainers Think-containers Let?s hang our anger-flag high! Defend ourselves against A nouveau-bunker-mythology! We serve the robots of a devil Who build desastrous working ghettos With machines from hell Get down and up and fight The only way is back - now fly! Every decision is a cut of a right Time to win a non-beloved fight Hey! Hang it high!
Submitted by Nargaroth — Jun 04, 2026
Jesus Christ-army returns In a giant slot machinery Sends an ugly mission from heaven Down like an a science-fiction-film Full of crippled scenes The galaxy it bleeds... Falsified and sliced by cruelty The world dominated recklessly ?Jesus Christ kills happily He?s got the right if you ask me!? ...to clear away the false Yes! Killing machine terminator Double o?seven The majesty of no dynasty Kills all the cosmic idiots Sucks and scraps the dirt and scum The arch of Noah mark two! Thanks Jesus Hope they get what they deserve!
Submitted by Nargaroth — Jun 04, 2026
Violent baby, ruthless pig Rubenesque monster Eternal beyondster hipster, I am Breed of the bad Hipster-monster born bad, I was And my mother was not sad When she said This one’s born bad Bad! Born bad and sliced! All my bringing up And growing tall Was verging on the ridiculous In a setting close to nought And under the Christmas-tree I ended up as decoration My heart was sliced My home is in pieces Now I’m always cruel And never fair Ruthless pig and sliced to pieces My heart relieved And shivered in circles A self-pity mankind I am Makes my energy high It will smash you to pieces Born bad
Submitted by Nargaroth — Jun 04, 2026
He bangs his head against the wall He bangs his head against the law He stops talking anymore He stops smoking anymore Albert is a headbanger Albert is a fatbanger He bangs his head against himself He bangs his head against them all He stops laughing anymore He stops working anymore Albert is a headbanger Albert is a fatbanger
Submitted by Nargaroth — Jun 04, 2026
This is. Just: no-no?s An important messages On the door To my dressing room To my heart. Soul. Myself To my castle. My world It reads: Mr. Devil rings the bell Not with me! Go die in hell (Hellatio. Shut up. Act)
Submitted by Nargaroth — Jun 04, 2026
Death don't dance with me No! Look me straight into my eyes Hit and shoot me right into my heart Don't play chess - I'm bad in it Kill the king straight by your heart Don't play a-round in tactical-circles Hate me warm and clean fair Death don't dance with me You love me once I'd love you twice Death: (fair enough friend, but die on!) What attracts you is my faible for you What attracts me is your endless power And I love your charming ugliness You have the right to kill me I have the right for ignoration Death don't dance with me
Submitted by Nargaroth — Jun 04, 2026
Speeds it. Plays it. Feels it. Sucks it Exhibi-destro-maso-flesho Weirdo-mother-f**ko Art-maestro. Paintro Jean Paul Sadre sad-istico He bleeds! Highlight in party-night Art-groupie-art-decor-flash Paint yourself! And the art-groupie screams: Art burns! Wankers in wax Fixed and f**ked Fists and fights on canvas-beds Pearljeweled handmade in Silicon dreamer?s paint Soft-white-ejaculation Paints bleeds in pinky fuzz De-serves a life Fists...and sliced in oily blades Art-groupie screams and bleeds
Submitted by Nargaroth — Jun 04, 2026
Few years from now A man in black Had god?s serial no. 2205 Was a perfect creation Had a little thing/ about surfers Deeply in hate/ with posers surfers At beach of Venice In land of beautiful lies In this bloody city Did not like/ our surfer's pretty Role in play of his life Seemed to be termination Of a sonic surfer nation Man in black sang: Blood surfer city- Bloody surfer city Designed armour in black Another pity Came by touch of water Muting into killer shark First surfers went to heaven Week later eleven Lost in space/ in poser's race Only some brave surfidiots Swinging their positive power In waves, passing every hour Canvas of Venice painted in red Camouflage called Energy in/ bazooka'd him to pieces Which were shown to drooling public Sharkman gave a final smile When puzzling back died in peace God gave him nobel- And George-Cross medal. Sonic star
Submitted by Nargaroth — Jun 04, 2026
The world is a strangler Life is the strang Time is the judge The hangman is death So. Suck life, evil! It?s though and sleazy. Never easy If there?s romance it?s noisy and sleazy If there?s love it?s never easy Make it happen before it eats you (make me happen) Suck life, evil, then now and ever (never stop me, never) Voodoocult: suck life, evil... (when I go to sleep Voodoo me, eat me Paint my moments, hold me Use the silence, look at me Shine and kiss me scratch me Hit me, scream me... Hold me) Render good for evil Evil the bad (evil me badly) Hold me
Submitted by Nargaroth — Jun 04, 2026
Here where the bitches grow on trees This is where the world was built Baran muenchhausen in rubenesque castles Ordinary beauties of rubenesque architecture Welcome to paradise bay This is bitchery bay - bitchery bay! Skinny sweettolate babies Lying on piles of princes of I enter the black forest My seeds dance with flamingos Being eaten, beaten - their time is now Give it to the best Give it to the beast Feed the fish, feed the enemy I will love you now 'til the very end When you loose your nutraburner-skinny Pup! I warned! pulp! And ever time i end up at the Bitchery bay! Where the bitches grow on trees
Submitted by Nargaroth — Jun 04, 2026