Thirteen Bled Promises - A Perfect Buyate

No one can speak my tongue. Born from the evil rites of an ancient cult. Child of a wrong prayer, an abortion of the mother earth. Embracing the night, I’ve been living in the darkness all my life. My shape will change in the moon light. My eyes are crying blood, my stomach screams, my bones disrespect their joints, piercing through my flesh. What is that noise? Who are these people? Where am I? This can’t be true… Loads of meat to be dismembered, loads of necks to bite, this is the fucking paradise! Your fate is linked with mine, you will feed my insides, you will lose your pride, you will lose your fears too. Your human condition reduced to tears. Cry! Cry! It brings me satisfaction. I wish I had more self control, so if I kill you before I rape you is nothing personal. Whore. Surrounded by horror and blood I’m reborn as a wolf. I’ll remember this forever. Открыть страницу с текстом

Someone wrote the story of this corpse lying in my living room. Written deeply by blade on his rotten skin. Starting like a lowly diary. “Today I’ve committed the most cruel acts, unseen until now by demon or man. They tempted me to do it, unknowing that I would go far beyond their plan. The most clear expression of terror under this simple human skin. Any adjective won’t be enough to describe the way that my hands are deciding his luck. Darker than black, darker than black. These demons are crying, they’re shedding their tears. They’re trying to stop the… the worst sight they have ever seen. They’re shedding their tears. They’re shedding their tears. They’re shedding their fucking tears. With my hands I ruined his life. Looking for screams in every cut. Making him a mockery. Without letting him die until... until my wrath fades away. Oh! Forces of hell are crying like (…) asking me for mercy. The worst consequences as penitence. With scissors cutting his flesh. All the finest metals meeting in his chest. The tension in his nerves sounds like a fucking master piece. No one has suffered as much as this one cause no one has been capable of this before. No one has lost that slowly his blood, feeling guilty for each falling drop. No one has suffered as much as this one cause no one has been capable of this before. No one has lost that slowly his blood, feeling guilty for each falling drop. They shall invent a new hell for me. They shall invent a new hell for me. They shall invent a new hell for me”. Dixit “They shall invent a new hell for me.” Открыть страницу с текстом

We were in Dario´s joint, surrounded by smoke and we saw this yellow shine, coming out of his dog. It was a portal to another dimension full of humanoids covered in lights; there everything was incorrupt, there was no hate, there was no hate, no pain, no war. They were behind the pyramids. They were behind the pyramids and the Easter Island heads, that was so clear on the paintings they had on the walls. They took us to their leader, a finger covered little man, he was a new kind of sight for us, in front of him we felt insignificant. They are the ufos, they are the sasquatchs, they are the guns of el chupacabra. We had a mental conversation about the humans' kind destiny, he said you guys keep smoking weed, it's the only way to salvation, it's the only way to salvation! it's the best connection, between dimensions. Pay close attention, pay close attention: We are God, we are Buddah, we were Ghandi, but spread the word, so the ones with free minds need not fear us no more, your souls will come to us through the way of pot. Открыть страницу с текстом