Unknown Sins....

I ain’t got now words

Don’t know what to say to myself,

My mind is like a bible,

Sitting in the Satan’s shelf.

Waiting for the black mass,

Waiting for the words to be unread.

For the beginning of a new dark dawn,

Rising from the grave of the dead.

Chorus

Horny angles….lust sins

Deadly devils….sliding it in.

Unsatisfied fairies….bitchy deeds

Sexy Satan’s….fulfilling the needs.

I finally got some words,

I think I’ll somehow able.

My mind is like the New Testament,

Lying on the devils table.

Waiting for the Black Death,

Waiting for the soul to be free.

For the birth of a new jinx

That will decide the cosmic destiny.

Dated 11-04-04

I Don't know.....

Rush Rush…..Into my head

Rush Rush….Into my veins,

Rush Rush….Into my blood,

Rush Rush….Before I make a change.

Rush Rush ….Into my mind

Rush Rush…Into my eyes

Rush Rush….into my dreams,

Rush Rush….and take me to the extremes.

Chorus

I don’t know when you’re coming,

I don’t know where to go,

I don’t know what am I thinking,

I don’t know what I know.

I don’t know what you’re saying,

I don’t know who you are.

All I know, is I am alone,

Standing in the, catacomb park.

Go Go…away from me

Go Go….and set my spirits free

Go Go….and fake the illusion,

Go Go….and get me a conclusion.

Go Go….fly far, far away,

Go Go….and bring me the anachronism day.

Go Go…. And find me my undine,

Go Go….and leave my soul to be divine.

Chorus x3

Dated 06-04-04 

Sex ‘n’ Pistols

Wham, Bam, thank you mam!

Heard you fukin’ say this too many times, damn!

Bang, bang here come the men,

Dirty ol’ bastards, mouthful of slang!

20 dollar bill, you take or you give,

An hour of passion, you die or you live.

They say, she’s ‘Ivy’, the tantalizing bitch,

He kills from the heart; he’s the mafia’s itch.

Chorus

Sex ‘n’ Pistols, two things apart,

One’s fukin’ addictive, the other one’s smart.

Sex ‘n’ Pistols, two things alike,

One’s got the power; the other’s got the vibe.

Sex ‘n’ Pistols, two things that thrill,

One sounds amazing, the other sounds to kill.

Sex ‘n’ Pistols, two things unsaid,

One gives you life, the other gives you death!

She fell in love, never to understand,

Her companion, a bottle of vodka and some ol’ cigarette band

He walked away, feeling nothing inside,

For him, love was a curse, more it was suicide.

One day he came, looking for the, ‘Pretty Undine’,

She stood in the corner, with the same ol’ sign

Gave him the bill and said, ‘thanks for the night’,

She took her last shot and blew the candles from the sight.

Chorus x ------- 2

Dated 27-10-04