What Are You Listening To
The Equestrian Zodiac 
Witch Dagger!
Lupe Fiasco - Drogas Wave
I really should pick this album up.
Current favorites: Drogas, Manilla, XO, Jonylah Forever, Kingdom, Alan Forever, Mural Jr and Gold vs the Right Things to Do
I really should pick this album up.
Current favorites: Drogas, Manilla, XO, Jonylah Forever, Kingdom, Alan Forever, Mural Jr and Gold vs the Right Things to Do
𝐒𝐞𝐚𝐫 
Cannibal Corpse - Butchered At Birth
Contorted and festering I rot in disgust
Re-generation of my body
Mother ripped apart
Smashing in her face
My knife cutting holes
Bucking her remains
Esophagus carved out
Crushing cartilage
Bile oozing from
Punctures in your liver
Contorted and festering I rot in disgust
Re-generation of my body
Mother ripped apart
Smashing in her face
My knife cutting holes
Bucking her remains
Esophagus carved out
Crushing cartilage
Bile oozing from
Punctures in your liver
𝐒𝐞𝐚𝐫
Acidic Vaginal Liquid Explosion Generated By Mass Amounts Of Filthy Fecal Fisting And Sadistic Septic Syphilic Sodomy Inside The Infected Maggot Infested Womb Of A Molested Nun Dying Under The Roof Of A Burning Church While A Priest Watches And Ejaculates In Immense Perverse Pleasure Over His First Fresh Fetus - Gore
DarkObsidian 
Smiling Panzerfuchs 2.0
Lunikoff - Drei wie Brüder
The three of us were like brothers.
Grown up in the same
Small village and when the great war came
He took us away with him.
Volunteering on the Eastern Front,
Let us solemnly swear ourselves
Never to separate us in distress and danger
Helmut, Wilhelm and I.
And then the day came when Helmut died.
Somewhere in deep Russia.
The wooden cross only stood for a few days,
His grave is unknown today.
He was so tired from the long march.
Through the cold winter night,
Set under a tree and fallen asleep
Never woke up again.
Helmut and Wilhelm, you can hear me,
Only for you do I sing this song
I hope you’re in one place now.
Where there’s no tears.
And no hunger and no pain,
No cold, no enemy machine gun,
For that, a place at the heroes’ table,
In the big army.
And then it hit Wilhelm,
A bullet tore his leg apart,
I’ll hear him tonight at night.
Screaming for his mother.
She appeared to him in fever madness,
He’s got one last stroke through his hair,
She never knew
How terribly long it was to die.
Helmut and Wilhelm, you can hear me,
Only for you do I sing this song
I hope you’re in one place now.
Where there’s no tears.
And no hunger and no pain,
No cold, no enemy machine gun,
For that, a place at the heroes’ table,
In the big army.
Now I’m sitting here
As an old man, after such a long time.
And I hope you can hear me,
Wherever you are.
If I had one wish left,
Then I wish I hadn’t:
I would have fallen with you then.
And don’t sit here so lonely.
Helmut and Wilhelm, you can hear me,
Only for you do I sing this song
I hope you’re in one place now.
Where there’s no tears.
And no hunger and no pain,
No cold, no enemy machine gun,
For that, a place at the heroes’ table,
In the big army.
For that, a place at the heroes’ table, In the big army.
(Where I wish every day to be with my fallen comrades, Germans, Americans, Afghans. ISAF 4 life. - DarkObsidian 2018)
The three of us were like brothers.
Grown up in the same
Small village and when the great war came
He took us away with him.
Volunteering on the Eastern Front,
Let us solemnly swear ourselves
Never to separate us in distress and danger
Helmut, Wilhelm and I.
And then the day came when Helmut died.
Somewhere in deep Russia.
The wooden cross only stood for a few days,
His grave is unknown today.
He was so tired from the long march.
Through the cold winter night,
Set under a tree and fallen asleep
Never woke up again.
Helmut and Wilhelm, you can hear me,
Only for you do I sing this song
I hope you’re in one place now.
Where there’s no tears.
And no hunger and no pain,
No cold, no enemy machine gun,
For that, a place at the heroes’ table,
In the big army.
And then it hit Wilhelm,
A bullet tore his leg apart,
I’ll hear him tonight at night.
Screaming for his mother.
She appeared to him in fever madness,
He’s got one last stroke through his hair,
She never knew
How terribly long it was to die.
Helmut and Wilhelm, you can hear me,
Only for you do I sing this song
I hope you’re in one place now.
Where there’s no tears.
And no hunger and no pain,
No cold, no enemy machine gun,
For that, a place at the heroes’ table,
In the big army.
Now I’m sitting here
As an old man, after such a long time.
And I hope you can hear me,
Wherever you are.
If I had one wish left,
Then I wish I hadn’t:
I would have fallen with you then.
And don’t sit here so lonely.
Helmut and Wilhelm, you can hear me,
Only for you do I sing this song
I hope you’re in one place now.
Where there’s no tears.
And no hunger and no pain,
No cold, no enemy machine gun,
For that, a place at the heroes’ table,
In the big army.
For that, a place at the heroes’ table, In the big army.
(Where I wish every day to be with my fallen comrades, Germans, Americans, Afghans. ISAF 4 life. - DarkObsidian 2018)
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