MUZ Muziek
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Kloptquote:Op maandag 31 december 2018 03:04 schreef Isorden het volgende:
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nog een uur dan is ie weer weg (maar jij hoogstwaarschijnlijk ook)
Nog de hele week geen Jan Willem meegemaakt
quote:
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Parisienne Walkways is ook zo'n genot
Eindelijk geen afkap Antigenotquote:
Op
"Elke wasbeer hep een staart, maar niet elke staart hep een wasbeer."
*weg smelten doet*
Op maandag 30 december 2019 15:36 schreef Kyran het volgende:
Die overgang was zo goed dat volgend jaar fucking Trekker in de top 10 staat omdat idioten denken dat die 15 minuten durende trekkerplaat een meesterwerk is ...
Die overgang was zo goed dat volgend jaar fucking Trekker in de top 10 staat omdat idioten denken dat die 15 minuten durende trekkerplaat een meesterwerk is ...
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Auschwitz, the meaning of pain
The way that I want you to die
Slow death, immense decay
Showers that cleanse you of your life
Forced in
Like cattle
You run
Stripped of
Your life's worth
Human mice, for the angel of death
Four hundred thousand more to die
Angel of death
Monarch to the kingdom of the dead
Sadistic, surgeon of demise
Sadist of the noblest blood
Destroying, without mercy
To benefit the Aryan race
Surgery, with no anesthesia
Fell the knife pierce you intensely
Inferior, no use to mankind
Strapped down screaming out to die
Angel of death
Monarch to the kingdom of the dead
Infamous butcher,
Angel of death
Pumped with fluid, inside your brain
Pressure in your skull begins pushing through your eyes
Burning flesh, drips away
Test of heat burns your skin, your mind starts to boil
Frigid cold, cracks your limbs
How long can you last
In this frozen water burial?
Sewn together, joining heads
Just a matter of time
til you rip yourselves apart
Millions laid out in their
Crowded tombs
Sickening ways to achieve
The holocaust
Seas of blood, bury life
Smell your death as it burns
Deep inside of you
Abacinate, eyes that bleed
Praying for the end of
Your wide awake nightmare
Wings of pain, reach out for you
His face of death staring down,
Your blood running cold
Injecting cells, dying eyes
Feeding on the screams of
The mutants hes creating
Pathetic harmless victims
Left to die
Rancid angel of death
Flying free
Angel of death
Monarch to the kingdom of the dead
Infamous butcher,
Angel of death
Angel of death
Auschwitz, the meaning of pain
The way that I want you to die
Slow death, immense decay
Showers that cleanse you of your life
Forced in
Like cattle
You run
Stripped of
Your life's worth
Human mice, for the angel of death
Four hundred thousand more to die
Angel of death
Monarch to the kingdom of the dead
Sadistic, surgeon of demise
Sadist of the noblest blood
Destroying, without mercy
To benefit the Aryan race
Surgery, with no anesthesia
Fell the knife pierce you intensely
Inferior, no use to mankind
Strapped down screaming out to die
Angel of death
Monarch to the kingdom of the dead
Infamous butcher,
Angel of death
Pumped with fluid, inside your brain
Pressure in your skull begins pushing through your eyes
Burning flesh, drips away
Test of heat burns your skin, your mind starts to boil
Frigid cold, cracks your limbs
How long can you last
In this frozen water burial?
Sewn together, joining heads
Just a matter of time
til you rip yourselves apart
Millions laid out in their
Crowded tombs
Sickening ways to achieve
The holocaust
Seas of blood, bury life
Smell your death as it burns
Deep inside of you
Abacinate, eyes that bleed
Praying for the end of
Your wide awake nightmare
Wings of pain, reach out for you
His face of death staring down,
Your blood running cold
Injecting cells, dying eyes
Feeding on the screams of
The mutants hes creating
Pathetic harmless victims
Left to die
Rancid angel of death
Flying free
Angel of death
Monarch to the kingdom of the dead
Infamous butcher,
Angel of death
Angel of death
Ich fälle Bäume und hupf und spring, steck Blumen in die Vas
Ich schlupf in Frauenkleider, und lummel mich in Bars
Ich schlupf in Frauenkleider, und lummel mich in Bars
Jaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa
Hanneman moet trouwens wel opflikkeren met z’n Heineken-gitaar
Hanneman moet trouwens wel opflikkeren met z’n Heineken-gitaar
Lekker zuipen, lekker dansen en daarna lekker neuken.
