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February 17, 2004
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Besök http://www.splitter.se och läs o lyssna på det bandet som det bara går uppåt för 🙂
Kan ju tillägga att jag känner de 3 grundarna och även bassisten lite halft sådär 😉
July 15, 2004
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grind e gryyymt
February 17, 2004
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Pollux wrote: grind e gryyymt
Jora det är det ;)...har lyssnat lite på dem? 🙂
December 31, 2001
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texterna var väll inte något större.
November 29, 2003
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Inte för att det hör hit, men http://www.aminorock.com lyssna på dom. Så klockrent skön musik.
October 25, 2003
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Jorå, för fan 😀
Riktigt bra faktiskt
April 10, 2003
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det var okej
February 17, 2004
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Death On Wings wrote: texterna var väll inte något större.
Det brukar inte vara så speciellt med texterna iof. grindcore låtar brukar inte vara så långa direkt
December 31, 2001
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En från napalm death, när jag sa inget större syftade jag inte på längden utan hur bra de var.
Serve my head on a plate
Pulp my heart with ill will
I did trust you,
let to lust you, to be duped
Thanks for fucking nothing
!
Serve my head on a plate
Pulp my heart with ill will
Sensed a mystique ? Turn
to spent air ?
Killed it dead
Thanks for fucking nothing
Scap the dephts to salvage
something
Thanks for fucking nothing
Drained my all, then drop
the bombshell
True, we were not joined ?
Our evey feature spliced
Though you rushed in and
took a lead
Three words spouted
This contagion
Crossed all divides
Caused a shift in
protective focus
Three words flouted
Unnntimely end, I
should've clicked ?
A sensory cut-out
A spoiling of the harmony,
of which we were about
I don't despise or
demonise,
But I just know your form
Walk right out and move
along,
and teap before you look
Thanks for fucking nothing !
February 17, 2004
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Death On Wings wrote: En från napalm death, när jag sa inget större syftade jag inte på längden utan hur bra de var.
Serve my head on a plate
Pulp my heart with ill will
I did trust you,
let to lust you, to be dupedThanks for fucking nothing
!
Serve my head on a plate
Pulp my heart with ill will
Sensed a mystique ? Turn
to spent air ?
Killed it deadThanks for fucking nothing
Scap the dephts to salvage
something
Thanks for fucking nothing
Drained my all, then drop
the bombshellTrue, we were not joined ?
Our evey feature spliced
Though you rushed in and
took a lead
Three words spoutedThis contagion
Crossed all divides
Caused a shift in
protective focusThree words flouted
Unnntimely end, I
should've clicked ?
A sensory cut-out
A spoiling of the harmony,
of which we were about
I don't despise or
demonise,
But I just know your form
Walk right out and move
along,
and teap before you lookThanks for fucking nothing !
jaha ok, fel av mig 🙂
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