Lille venn, hvor er du nå?
Jeg tenker du har det bra.
Hvorfor skal det være slik?
Hvorfor ble det sånn?
Det er en måte å kunne snu dette såre til at vi er sammen hele dagen, hele natten.
Nå skal vi prøve å fortelle hverandre alt det gode vi har, alt det positive vi gror sammen, som gir oss svaret på hvorfor vi skal ha det så bra.
Lille venn, vi klarte det!
R.S & Frøya Montezino
Januar 2016
I had an interesting conversation with a friend the other day. He believes our souls are reincarnated into a new life after death,. I’ve never thought to much about that subject before other than some small theories of my own.
Just out of curiousity. After listening to his theories and thoughts I found it somewhat interesting. That being said, I never argued that I’m a difficult person to convince when it comes to topics ‘out of this world’ or should I say ,not yet proven to mankind, if that is possible though. What made me think twice about it was his theory about me and a person I care about which I won’t go into here.
Let’s say a child has a rough childhood or a person struggling with issues or any other topic.. He said if someone has a rough life in this life ,they probably had an easy life in the previous and where put to test in this one.
“We are after all animals and it’s survival of the fittest, so death in inevedable”
Let’s say a child is molested and abused as a child, does that justify that he was a raving lunatic and a mass murder in the previous life or something like that? and in this life is punished?
Is that heaven & hell, but we don’t know it yet?.. Or simply karma? You tell me, I have no clue.
31.08.2015
She’s a terrible force with sadistic needs.
We all know her , we’ve all been inside her.
She drive you crazy with her long black hair. The needles and the round pills are all day long, just because she need her fuckin fuel,
Shit, now I need my fuelbox too, it was all for a little week of fun.
Now it’s just a time spent well in hell, inside my prison drugs I don’t know how much more I can take, it’s driving me completely out of sanity.
The long haired beast is controlling me, and I don’t want it to be anything at all.
No love, no nothing about my heart, did you have another one at home today again? You can’t choose between me and them.
Inhuman pressure all day long to satisfy her evil pleasures.
She claims to be real, she thinks she’s good.
Well in bed she is… So hard to resist…
Bullshit she pukes, all day long.
Bullshit preacher hang around .
Kill her now, before you lose your mind.
Kill her now, before she wears you out.
The grand fuck mother of ’em all, stands above ya, oh so tall, be carefull now before you fall, she’s all over you…
Bleeding on the floor, crying for more, leaving the flor with my own friend screaming for more, you cock sucking whore..
Yes,It’s the grand fuck mother of ‘ em all moaning,gargling , shakin’ puking blood, the last supper beetween my legs is her slippery tongue, ha! Yeah, bangin’ for her life, a prayer now won’t do no good.
Your dead, please stay that way x2
Your dead! Do you feel the pain
Your dead , do you feel the shame
Your dead, this is no game, stay dead, stay dead.
She knows so well her end is near. x2
It’s a ritual she won’t survive.
An apple a day keeps the doc a way.
An apple in mouth will shut the beast up!
Fuck Off, fuck off and die…
Shelekval – Lyrics 12.11.14
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