Archive for September, 1986

With No Human Intervention

Tuesday, September 9th, 1986
Imagine the godlike devil
Representing the thesis
Repress, redress and reform
Still together uniform
A new order of things is born
Culminating in an antithesis
Wish for a moribund equanimity
Released from earthly emancipation

Vivit et non vivit [he lives and he lives not]
No truthfulness, no nothing
It could never spare your life anyway

Give me symbolical antidote, refresh the blood
Daemon impetus, aria of a silent dream
Time and being, rendez-vous the flood
History bears witness of doctrinal screams

Semigod; for all what it’s worth
Values; no pity, no fucking liability
Demigod; heading towards north
Morals; always behold the ambiguity

Honour the siege by he
Who’s going to judge the living
And the dead and the world by fire
Antagonism, join the precepts of violence

Presence of flesh, of all that I gave you
Rotten to the core
Would you ever ask for more?
Vivit et non vivit [he lives and he lives not]
With no human intervention

U.V. Impaler

Monday, September 8th, 1986
Az e jszaka szulott je, a forditott let sar ja,
A rettegett ordog, orokke ego legenda..

The native of dragons, The leader of the wolves
Rhadamantus tyrant, The Great Impaler Void

He hated the lairs at all, never casigated the truth
Slayed the rag-pickers at all, could not spare the riches too
He nailed the hats on their heads, this way kept the traditions of his guests
Had his feast in his forest, was made of the victims been impaled

Az e jszaka szulott je, a forditott let sar ja.. a karoba huzo vajda!
A szelrozsa minden iranyaba menekult volna ki merre lat.. egesd fel a csurt!

Sad sad desinty, but their catharsis had to be done.. anyway.
The nature always find the way to cut off what is rather like a stunt.

Dark Majesty of all the mystics come back and visit our lands!
They are too much, they are too sick, we need your wise instructions
For to keep the flames and to use the pales.

Lets burn the books, and change the churches to trainspotted ecstasy
Parties! [We have] prepared the place just to take your fair,
Join the digital trance! Black fashion cult in the U.V. light.
U.V. Lord Impaler. Come back! Dark Majesty.. Visit our lands!

Humechanics-Virus

Sunday, September 7th, 1986
Create a real time version
Of a new kind of chain reaction
Clock wise different effect
Renames the system master

Calculated process rewrites
The central memory
Formatting program maximise
The sense-fuctions
Altering resolution generates
Complete conversion

Protections:

Included ability of using the
Inverse polarised gravitation
Great adaptability to the
Different extreme conditions
Vision invisible option
Supported amorphing mode

In the fire balls of the Humechanics
Embryonary machines been constructed
Under the protokoll of the
master of the reclone department

The Triumph

Saturday, September 6th, 1986
As the flies and the wilds
gathered around Tens Horns
The beasts from all directions
Fell the call of their master
The winds are changing
The sun is staying upon
The stars are ever glowing
The timehad come you will see…

Rising up the mountains,
Churning all the oceans

There is nowhere to hide
The unleashed poor think they can
Escape but there is only one way
In fact which leads towards
the wide opened fangs
Made of infernal flames
See the floating of the millions of creatures
Towards their reconciled destiny
And blasting all the hopes

See what is the reality in itself:
Everything is already dead!

The ecstatic trance-dance of Mahakala
Burning down the worlds
Leading by the anger against all
That belongs to God

Now its time for to the world
To see a man with opened eyes
Now its time to realize
We tell ourselves the best of lies
Now its time to see the fact
We all are the unity
Now its time for us
To deliberate our aim

Me (N) Tal Striken Terror Action

Friday, September 5th, 1986
The program is always on the fucking screen
Robot pilots destroy the buildings
Burning bodies jump out the windows
The suicidal terrorist is the new idol

Mental Terror Action
Is the new infection
Mental Terror Action
Created illusion

Processing..

That program is to die
By your own hands
That program is to fight
Against yourself

Let me offer my most humble obeisance
To the Supreme Lord of Destruction!

Never been on the fucking Moon
Never define the speed of light
Atom bomb into the fucking assholes
So many questions I haven’t mentioned

The program is shining on the fucking screen
To be the slave of false ideologies
Better to believe in the anti-god
And watch everything from the inverted side

Mental Terror Action…

Out Of Shell

Thursday, September 4th, 1986
Outside of shell there is the
Complex ability of forming the whole creations
When you break there in your
Material body it gets down on its knees
The messages mentioned that there must be
A small gate somewhere around gods ass
Find the way to jump out of this
Existence without priest and funeral

Riding the Earth
Fathom the land
Pillars of mind,
Give me your dream

There will be the dark lord
Awaiting the chosen
Put him on his throne
Then the circulation
Of the cosmos
Will have a break

As it flashing through the sky
All among the horizons

It has unlimited forms as well of mercy
So keep the life of one in a million
To turn the wheel of cosmos through the break point
From everything to nothing
New visions appear on the new horizons

The Alienation Of A Blackened Heart

Wednesday, September 3rd, 1986
A rollercoaster ride to a (cold) place of death
The utmost self-searching journey
And I can feel it in the air
Everything is turned upside down and inside out
The chaotic, strangled inner glow
From dead, empty lifeless eyes
Snot, tears and fucking misery

Dodens kolde satans guf’s
C jennom marg og bein. Feber I en dypf’ryst s jel
Fra fleinsoppens og helvetes k jetting – lenker

“et langt skritt til himmelen
et lite steg fra helvete”

My darkest thoughts haunt me
(and) I am trying to hide
but I don’t know how
twisting like a fucking worm
I see the soul in your eyes
I see through you…
Distrubing flashbacks
A rusty machine in a mechanical void

(But the doors are still open…)
Dodens kolde satans guf’s
C jennom marg og bein. Feber I en dypf’ryst s jel
Fra fleinsoppens og helvetes k jetting – lenker

A Minor Incident

Tuesday, September 2nd, 1986
Song: Badly Drawn Boy

There’s nothing I could say to make you try and feel ok
And nothing you could do to stop me feeling the way I do
And if the chance should happen that I never see you again
Just remember that I’ll always love you

I’d be a better person on the other side I’m sure
You’d find a way to help yourself
Then find another door
To shrug off minor incidents
Make us both feel proud
I’d just wish I be there to see u through

You always were the one to make us stand out in the crowd
Though every once apon a while your head was in a cloud
There’s nothing u could never do to ever let me down
And remember that ill always love you

A Peak You Reach

Monday, September 1st, 1986
Song: Badly Drawn Boy

No sign of life, pulsing through these aging veins
I bet it’s your age that’s easier for you to say
Forcing answers into questions
And worrying that you might stop breathing

On and on we sift through alphabets of life
That never get us anywhere, anyway
I’d like you to feel we have the best intentions
And I want you to know that I know it’s not easy

I want you to know that I know it’s not easy

Easy
Easy

Then there’s a peak you reach

I’ll tell somebody that’s never even there
Somebody that you may hope that they might care
From nearby health, or distant wealthfare
I’m pleased to hear that your warm, ’cause I’m freezing

Yeah I’m freezing
Cooool

I don’t wanna be alone, is that out of the question
I’d like a happy home, is that too obvious
Quit being pushed around, stand on my feet
And kick all these losers out of my street

I’ve been losing confidence in the heat
Just when I’m feeling the strength I get weak x2

*Do Be DOOOOOOO*

Then there’s a peak you reach

I’ll tell somebody
A peak you reach
That’s never even there
A peak you reach
I’d like you to feel we’ve reached our peak

Peak you reach

*Do Be Doooo*