Fucking ride
Victim card: keep pushing for more
Fibinaci don't fib
The villain you need
Like macaulays children
Looking down at the uneducated unwashed masses
--
The reptile in your mind
--
The burden of proof
--
Some times seekers know not what they seek
Victim card: keep pushing for more
Fibinaci don't fib
The villain you need
Like macaulays children
Looking down at the uneducated unwashed masses
--
The reptile in your mind
--
The burden of proof
--
Some times seekers know not what they seek
--
Villain you need
Come to me
Come to me
I will give you all that you ever need
Come to me
Come to me
With you will feel so complete
No pangs of conscience to bite
No regret stirring inside
Themes for songs.
1. Mahatma modi - hypocrisy, pleasing your enemies. Moreau, he needs your dead bodies to win the next elections, to posit as your savior and play the moral high ground. Used passivity as a virtue to sneak into the good books of those who despise him.
2. InTolerance- not allowing them to kill you.
3. Destruction of your civilization
4. Soul vultures
5. Shouting 8nt eh wilderness
Slaughterhouse
Splinter stuck in your skin.
What jordan peterson says about Cain and your revenge on god by hurting yourself.
Burning of janeu
Time has left its mark on these statues of stone https://
How they must have felt when they saw their temples broken by aurangzeb. Tall spires that looked out at a distance now stood no more
Define my god for me. Kill mine out of mercy
And your own turn their back on you
Leave the dagger sticking in your back.: Sankrant's video in peru
Temples of tanjavur- what happened to them
Corruption, sold out leaders, US leaders buying them as in economic hitman book
U wanna go back but there is nothing to go back to
If u ever feel like whitewashing your crimes just come to me, mine will make ours seem like... u can thank me later.
my own crimes will make u feel like an angel.
If your conscience bothers you worry not
I'm always here.
Come to me, come to me.
I will wash your sins with the blood I have spilt. I will wash the blood on your hands with the blood I have spilt.
Some lives are worth more..
Blood flows like water
Dying to be accepted...mahatma modi in the name of the seculars
Time is not on ur side...but u wanna play mahatma modi.
The murders we make (British) are less reprehensible. Our murders are less reprehensible than yours
Wishful thinking, time is not on ur side, speaking into the abyss.
U can hold on to nothing
Nothing sticks on to you
Alakh niranjan
Seething with rage
Smile on the face
Smiling outside
In for a rude shock
Living on borrowed time
Sad state of affairs
Sorry state of affairs
Two wrongs make a right
N wrongs make a right
Converge asymptomatically
Old man out there making a hell out of heaven
Realization dawns hits u in the face that it's all too late./by then, till then it's too late
Marriage of convenience (Islamists and communists), their useful idiots, then they will turn on you for the final slaughter.
Stirring up the hornet's nest
Was this world too much for u r to take
In the survival of the fittest did you lose the race.
Did you want to seek revenge on god
Deep down you knew you were both one
Dying when the winter of discontent is at its coldest.
Monopoly over the victim card.
Created a monster, unleashed a monster
You wanted the monster do what u want, but now it makes u do what it wants.
Margin of profit
Mouthpiece, his masters voice
Gatekeepers
Predators Hyenas, come 2 take ur kill
A scream goes out in the middle of the night
A sigh is heard
Of someone tired and exhausted - kashmir pandits
Poison the waters that spring from your wells
Spread our germs and disease
Smash all the idols that you venerate
Fill your temples with carcasses
Burns down your homes and raze down your fields
All this when you're asleep.
Clouds of distrust we'll release
Smile on the surface pretend to embrace
Get ready to get deceived
Look to the right we'll slash to the left
And we'll bleed u to death
On the surface you see the smile
But not the dagger beneath
Look to the right we'll slash to the left
And we'll bleed you to death.
.........
Pp
Thru the vapors of death u will look at (finally recognize) the face that loves you but your heart will be cold.
There is a weariness in (that fills) my soul
A weariness fills my soul
Takes the place of a bitterness
That screamed the winter of discontent into my face
I'm tired, in a fundamental sense.
I'll wash the blood off your hands with the blood I have shed
I'll be the villain you have always needed.
(west needs a villain)
--
V. S. Naipaul: "the market was not there." Gives us a clue. It is the market which decides. So no market for Hinduism these days. Presumably will come up when it's dead. Also talk of being broadminded, non-prejudiced is only lipservice. Coz when they spoke of mathematics being racist etc, they don't address the main issue, that is ignoring Hindu mathematics. They work from the assumption that mathematics is a European invention.
1. Mahatma modi - hypocrisy, pleasing your enemies. Moreau, he needs your dead bodies to win the next elections, to posit as your savior and play the moral high ground. Used passivity as a virtue to sneak into the good books of those who despise him.
2. InTolerance- not allowing them to kill you.
3. Destruction of your civilization
4. Soul vultures
5. Shouting 8nt eh wilderness
Slaughterhouse
Splinter stuck in your skin.
What jordan peterson says about Cain and your revenge on god by hurting yourself.
Burning of janeu
Time has left its mark on these statues of stone https://
How they must have felt when they saw their temples broken by aurangzeb. Tall spires that looked out at a distance now stood no more
Define my god for me. Kill mine out of mercy
And your own turn their back on you
Leave the dagger sticking in your back.: Sankrant's video in peru
Temples of tanjavur- what happened to them
Corruption, sold out leaders, US leaders buying them as in economic hitman book
U wanna go back but there is nothing to go back to
If u ever feel like whitewashing your crimes just come to me, mine will make ours seem like... u can thank me later.
my own crimes will make u feel like an angel.
If your conscience bothers you worry not
I'm always here.
Come to me, come to me.
I will wash your sins with the blood I have spilt. I will wash the blood on your hands with the blood I have spilt.
Some lives are worth more..
Blood flows like water
Dying to be accepted...mahatma modi in the name of the seculars
Time is not on ur side...but u wanna play mahatma modi.
The murders we make (British) are less reprehensible. Our murders are less reprehensible than yours
Wishful thinking, time is not on ur side, speaking into the abyss.
U can hold on to nothing
Nothing sticks on to you
Alakh niranjan
Seething with rage
Smile on the face
Smiling outside
In for a rude shock
Living on borrowed time
Sad state of affairs
Sorry state of affairs
Two wrongs make a right
N wrongs make a right
Converge asymptomatically
Old man out there making a hell out of heaven
Realization dawns hits u in the face that it's all too late./by then, till then it's too late
Marriage of convenience (Islamists and communists), their useful idiots, then they will turn on you for the final slaughter.
Stirring up the hornet's nest
Was this world too much for u r to take
In the survival of the fittest did you lose the race.
Did you want to seek revenge on god
Deep down you knew you were both one
Dying when the winter of discontent is at its coldest.
Monopoly over the victim card.
Created a monster, unleashed a monster
You wanted the monster do what u want, but now it makes u do what it wants.
Margin of profit
Mouthpiece, his masters voice
Gatekeepers
Predators Hyenas, come 2 take ur kill
A scream goes out in the middle of the night
A sigh is heard
Of someone tired and exhausted - kashmir pandits
Poison the waters that spring from your wells
Spread our germs and disease
Smash all the idols that you venerate
Fill your temples with carcasses
Burns down your homes and raze down your fields
All this when you're asleep.
Clouds of distrust we'll release
Smile on the surface pretend to embrace
Get ready to get deceived
Look to the right we'll slash to the left
And we'll bleed u to death
On the surface you see the smile
But not the dagger beneath
Look to the right we'll slash to the left
And we'll bleed you to death.
.........
Pp
Thru the vapors of death u will look at (finally recognize) the face that loves you but your heart will be cold.
There is a weariness in (that fills) my soul
A weariness fills my soul
Takes the place of a bitterness
That screamed the winter of discontent into my face
I'm tired, in a fundamental sense.
I'll wash the blood off your hands with the blood I have shed
I'll be the villain you have always needed.
(west needs a villain)
--
V. S. Naipaul: "the market was not there." Gives us a clue. It is the market which decides. So no market for Hinduism these days. Presumably will come up when it's dead. Also talk of being broadminded, non-prejudiced is only lipservice. Coz when they spoke of mathematics being racist etc, they don't address the main issue, that is ignoring Hindu mathematics. They work from the assumption that mathematics is a European invention.
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