Can't you stop talking now? Utter loser and egomaniac Tonight I'm singing about your disease Yes, I swear, this will be the last time
On your head a shameful crown Unable to do something of value Rest in peace you and your sexual life We are all laughing at you
Reminding how you think you are, an Idealist like Varg Vikernes Someone now is licking your asshole Totally full of the shit you play
Silence, I'm now listening to Another demo CD, which kind of sucks! Note by note recorded with a laptop Destroying every facade of professionalism
Follow the rules, F57 Keep your claws off the goddamn scene Follow the rules and Kill yourself We both know you're a waste of life
Kind enough to stab in the back Illusive purists with no brain Leave your ego at home Leave your words outside the web You shouldn't even exist now Overtly grown piece of shit Useless sub human, open your eyes Remind yourself of your nothingness
Follow the rules, F57 Keep your claws off the Black Metal scene Follow the rules and kill yourself We both know you're a waste of life
Follow the rules, F57 You're less "black" than a cockroach The 90s are gone, I don't give a fuck About some fucking useless bastard like you
Silently fading away in the void Ending your life in a black room Loved by no one else other than yourselves Finish what you should have never begunTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
