Marchelo "Nedodjija BB" lyrics

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Nedodjija BB

Cudis se zasto me ponovo vidisTo sam ipak ja tvoj pali andjeoTvoj prognani sin onaj sa mnogo imenaBelilal, Asterot, Belfagor, Abraksas, Mefistofeles, SatanaSecas se zar ne, ti i ja imamo jedan hitan razgovor starceslusaj me dobro sad

Pa kako si stari, sta ima novo, vidim i dalje ti je duga bradaVidim ti sve zvezde u ocima a pogled ne spustash do hadaGadna tama tamo vlada, nedodjija bez brojaLjudi raznog kova i boja, sve do ognja sumpora i gnojaCeda tvoja cijih se dusa gnusas vise ne mariskockari, kuvari, lake zene, spletkari, velikani, malidaj stari batali ti tvoje milo za drugogako su oni slike bogove bacam u djubre trozubac i rogovegledaj Danteove prepune krugove, protuve, uhodeubijaju bracu, varaju drugove, gledaju u lopove,savest ih ne ugrize jer su oni ugrizli nju-kapis?ne veruju u tebe a ti slepo verujes u njihtvoje oci su bez zenica, prazna su tvoja nadanja,covek je naopaka stvar od Adama do Sadamapada na kolena da oprostenja budu izmoljenalicemeran pod ikonom koja nikad ne bese voljenaHirosima i Nagasaki, Sodoma i Gomora godinama i eonimaa ti trazis zlo u demonimatvoja deca pakosna, tvoja deca nakazna...samo je prica jalova da to naucise od djavolatebi je tako lakse sve dok ti ne taknu ponostad ognjis po njima, potop, goli otok, il neki moderni otrovgde ti je stalno taj otpor zar to ne moze strozenon stop prave pizdarije, pa u crkvi kazu izvini bozesinoc sam tuko zenu i jebo komsijinu cerku znas,sin mi se bode u venu pa pravim sranja dok stvari ne krenureci sta cu im onda ja, kad sami rade sva ta zlahocu da kazes mi da znam

Reci mi to ko je ko, sta je dobro a sta zlosta je djavo a sta Bog, sta je dno i sta tronkazi da znam sta je stvarno a sta sani sta je noc a sta dan, sta je vecnost a sta trenko zver a ko plen?

2. Moj pali andjele, moj otrove ne proklinji prokleteistine su cesto skrivene ipod maske stvarnosnemozda ovamo salju kamenje no ne iz zle namerenego iz zle navike, oni su pale prirode, jadne figure zemljanevec su dovoljno kaznjene, nemoj uh mrzeti sineimaju svoje razloge, samo slede nagone, ispod te fasade kamenesijaju decja lica cista poput Deve Marijena kraju je ipak kajanje, svaka dusa samnom spaja sesvaka dusa meni vraca se, zato prastam svezato sto ne znaju da su losi, lose time brise sezato cinim sve da jednom......Ma daj ucuti gadim se pokreti naivnih, jadnice,mene si prognao a njih voleo, samo ih gledajsamo ih gledaj jednom u pakao, ja nista tu nisam ni takaone prastas ti jer ne znaju sta cine nego jer ne znas sta da cinissve sto umes je da slinis za njihovim laznim izvini.Vaznim te cini sto te stvorove samo mazis i pizdisjer duboko u sebi znas da treba da ih zgazis i slistispriznaj to sebi nikad te nisi voleli, nikad iskusenju odolelisamo sebicni porivi, u njihova usta stavljaju molitvukakvo kajanje, njihivo kajanje samo je tvoje mastanjepriznaj njihovi sveci su meci, njihova ikona je prihodpa je slika ishod samo sarada nistavna.Na kraju bacanje novcica, glava ili sveto pismoi tek tada ti se vrate kad nemaju drugi izborinace im samo smetaju tvoje zapovesti sa vrhanajradije bi mi oteli trozubac i proboli ti prsanjima je sve zdravo za gotovo, tek kada je gotovo kazu ti zdravo,a tebi to nije pravo pa kazes da kriv je djavo,priznaj to sebi, sta je sad to, suza u ocima,jadni pateticni skote tamo ti je kocnicazakoci svoj bol vec jednom, ispravi gresku kosmosapovuci osigurac, pokreni smak sveta skloni gapa bar jednom po govnima prospi hajde sad vuci gane hrli ka meni rukama nisam ti ja utehamrzim te koliko i oni sam si u mukamaali barem imam skrupula da ti kazem sve to u licepovuci osigurac, ubij ubice,ubij ubice, prokletnice ubij ubice

Neverland BB

You are astonished for seeing me again,i am your fallen angel after allThine exiled son, that one with many namesBelial, Asteroth, Belphagor, Abraxas, Mephisopheles, SatanYou remember, do you not? You and i have something urgent to talk about, old man.Listen to me carefully now.

Well, how are you old man, what's new, I see that your beard is still long.I see all the stars in your eyes, and you don't look down to hell.Disgusting darkness rules there, neverland without a numberpeople of various casts and colors, all along to fire, sulfur and pus.Children of yours by whose souls you are disgusted, you don't care anymore:Gamblers, whoremongers, easy women, plotters, big, little.Come on, old man, forget your love for others,if they are pictures of god, i'll throw a trident and horns into firelook at Dante's crowded circles, vagabonds, stalkers,they kill their brothers and cheat on their friends, they look up to thieves, conscience does not bite them for they bit it-Get it?They do not believe in you, and you blindly believe in themyour eyes are pupilless, your hopes are empty,man is preposterous from Adam to Sadamhe falls on the knees so pray for forgiveness.Hypocritical in front of icon that was never lovedHiroshima and Nagasaki, Sodom and Gomorrah through the years and Aeons, and you seek the evil in demons.Your spiteful children, your misshapen children...It's only the fruitless story that they learned it from a Devil,it's easier for you, until they touch your prideand than you burn them, flood, Naked Island, or some contemporary poison.Where is always that resistance, can't you do it more strictly,They constantly sin, and than in the church they say "I'm sorry, God, last night i was beating my wife and fucked neighbors daughter, you know. My son is on heroine, so i am sinning until it gets better."Tell me, what do i need them for than, when they alone do evil things,I want you to tell me.

Tell me who is who, what is good, and what is evilWhat is Devil, and what is God, what is pit and what is throne.Tell me so i can know what is a dream and what is reality,and what is night, what is day, what is eternity and what is a momentWho is beast, and who is kill?

My fallen angel, my poison, do not curse accursedtruths are often hidden behind the masks of realitymaybe they send the rocks here, but not out of malice,but from the evil habits, they are of the fallen nature, poor figures of soil.They are punished enough, do not hate them my son,they have their own reasons, they just follow their instincts,under that facade of stonefaces shine pure, like Virgin Mary.In the end, 'tis repentance anyway, every soul emerges with meevery soul returns to me, and therefore, i forgive everything.For they do not know that they are vile, and with that, "vile" fades.. Therefore, i am doing all to......

Come on, shut up. I am sick, you blasted naive poor thing,you exiled me, and you loved them, just look at themonce in hell, i did not even touch them.You do not forgive because they not know what they are doing, but for you do not know what to do, everything you know is to weep for their miserable, false "I'm sorry"...You are important only because you only caress and weep for those creatures, for deep inside you, you know that you should crush them and expunge them.Be honest with yourself, they have never loved you, they have never resisted the temptation.Only for selfish urges, they put the put the prayer in their mouth. What repentance? Their repentance is only your imagination.Admit it, their saints are bullets, their icon is revenuethus the image down below is only worthless charade.In the end, throwing of the coins, head or the holy scriptand than they return to you, when they have no the other choice.Otherwise, they are only bothered by your commandments from above,they would rather steal my trident from me and impale your chest. For them, everything is granted, and in the end, when it's over, they say hello to you.And you have no right to say that it's devil's fault,be honest with you, what is it now, tear in the eye?Poor pathetic bastard, here is your lockLock your pain already, correct the mistake of cosmos,pull the trigger, start the end of the world. Remove it, and than pour Armageddon on the bastards. Come on now, pull it, don't rush unto me with hands, i am not your comfort.I hate you as much as them, you are alone with your sufferingsBut at least i have guts to say all of that to your facepull the trigger, kill the killers,kill the killers, you wretch, kill the killers.

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