sometimes it happens that you drink feeling thirsty and think, "well, i'm here in the my personal Hell" please one more cup of coffee before i'll hang around again in the comfortable house-coffin (in) the night and it be good not to drink me to Death o, ye She looked tired yes, She broke my will until i fucked the stain of your brain
Thunder perfect mind deliver me from your will And I cry for your unborn sun-self-shine-on the grave of elder gods and Swastika shall Rise
For I am the one who alone exists, And I have no one who will judge me. For many are the pleasant forms which exist in numerous sins, and incontinencies
My little island girl My little island girl I’m going to stay with you And we wont worry what to do We won’t have to catch any trains And we won’t go home when it rains We’ll gather hibiscus flowers For it won’t be minutes but hours For it wont be hours but years
For I am the one who alone exists, And I have no one who will judge me. For many are the pleasant forms which exist in numerous sins, and incontinencies
Thunder perfect mind deliver me from your will And I cry for your unborn sun-self-shine-on the grave of elder gods and Swastika shall Rise