"vége. el fogsz tunni innen. fél óra múlva kórházban leszel. nem fogsz látni, az orrod be lesz verve, a karjaid el lesznek törve. senkinek nem fogsz beszélni róla. azt fogod mondani, hogy leestél a lépcson. ha belekevered a rendorséget, rá fognak jönni, mit is muveltél velünk. pokolian fog fájni. visÃtani fogsz, mÃg csak el nem ájulsz. esküszöm, hogy megteszem. az olyanokat, mint te, el kell tiporni."to agonise because of pleasant memories
don't let these feelings rise from deep inside of me 'cause that fuckin' hurts. i guessed those bloody-red years were funny and i broke down archly those bloody-red stars. i always was at play and never had problems because i saw everything rose-coloured spectacles. how good it was to be a child and give a hug to grandpa and how shit it is lying bitterly and recollect memories of the carefree childhood. i don't like gravestones i want to leave behind this cemetery. now i see these jet-black years and understood that just the colours had changed. bloody-red stars turned to a dirty-grey moon. a moon that they dyed as if it was the sun. i think they stay brethren forever. i've never seen this sun shining. i think it must be better thinking without brain. i feel it must be easier to fear without emotions. i wanna be a child again. children never have fear children just cry to get lolly. i don't want to get anything just don't take away my lolly. mom don't let me crying. i think it must be better thinking without brain. i feel it must be easier to fear without emotions.about a boy
stop. i want back my life. enough of you. don't kill us just die. don't ask me "why don't you have your arms and legs?" 'cause i really don't know. i remember the day when soldiers came. i remember the faces of people who couldn't understand that shit. stop. enough of what? don't rack us just be on the rack. you raped the life of my family. we don't need you and let you know there is not peace in this country till the day you stay.misunderstood heroes & a frustrated macrocosm in a fairytale without fairies
the fire of my soul has gone ’cause the oath we made together is now forgotten. lying on the ground like a shit. peace is that counts when war doesn't have an end. the smile on my face has disappeared ’cause things wherewith we pleased each other have never been existing. living for never seen shadows like a shit. hopeful dreams turned into hopeless truth. the clench of my fists weaken ’cause what we called fight was just words at a punk-rock show. to chop off our hands counts more than think that we have ever had force in it. i'll never trust in anybody. i don't give a fuck for society. i'll never regret anything. i'm just fucked up for the day i was reborn to death. the beat of my heart has stopped. now it needs hate better than love. non-existent things we took for show me how to hate love and war.butcher-killing day
come on give me the knife let's start the butcher-killing day. spring on to his back and run the knife into him. i wanna see him fuckin' bleedin'. let's stab and cut open his belly scratch out all the chitterlings. pigsticker has the better liver. thanks but i don't want to taste it. (i'm not the same as you.) come on give me the knife. i wanna hear his fuckin' scream and i wanna see his face when he's standing on the other side of the blade. let's kill all butchers. is it right? so be it if you want. come on give me the knife. i wanna see him fuckin' bleedin'. come on give me the knife. i wanna see him fuckin' bleedin'. is it right? when i was a cat they cut my neck because i mewed. was it so unbearable? when i was a pig they made black sausage from me. those who belong to the pigsty. i won't destroy what i was before. i'll destroy that fucker who murdered me when i was someone else before.
(ep 2006)
