Putin used the phrase -(speaking in Russian) but sounded like a Vulcan poet?
But a phrase like that is far better coming out of my mouth than his. After all he’s a workaholic (autistic?) politician and they don’t deserve song lyrics in the same way that lovers do. Besides, he would never sing them because he has different empathy metrics.
There was a time when I thought we really had nation states that had plucky leaders taking on the rogue mafia families behind money creation. Less so these days as that last high of hopium becomes a memory and I am in the 12 step program called reality. Vlad was all in on the Covid nonsense like every other leader, but NATO seems to be some sort of enemy so I remain uncertain. Though he does appear to like a long war so far, and that means weapons sales, development and hashtag killin’ slavs. Another dead slav means cashola in whatever BRIICS shit they make or receive payments in these days. Anyway big equity is getting paid and Victoria Nuland helped em get New Land so what’s new.
They say if you are not at the table you are dinner. So what ever you may think of your favourite bad guy - Peter Thiel, the BIS, Rothschilds, CIA, Satanists, Fabians, Jesuits, Black Nobility etcetera - they are at the table, which means currently a lot of us others are not.
I put myself in this second-world, table-free class, and yes I feel like my little neck of the woods is getting eaten. The trees getting cut, the housing estates that look increasingly like holding cells but in-debt you for life. The cost of everything going up like a wildcat up a tree after a kill. It’s getting kinda hectic.
Me - I still got moves, wood lot, very small debt, water and power independence etc. but ‘the gubmint sure do take a bite don’t she!’
Newsflash retards. We serfs ain’t very happy about this zombie shuffle so get to work on those murder-bots and ‘lavender’ scented kill shots, cos ya gunna need em dumb dumbs. Or not? Seems the proles love their phone cages and picking on the little guy next door more than the assholes who set this continent up (yours maybe as well) as a convict settlement for indigenous genocide and resource plunder.
yawn.
Was it Billy Joel who said - ‘Cos we’re all in the mood for a felony and you got us feelin’ not right”
That is what this song is saying. This is where the feeling comes from. I don’t scream in this song - I leave that for the synth bass at the end but there is a preacher on a pulpit buried in the ‘ah ah’s at the end of the song praying for mercy. Mercy for our body-mind life and mercy for the souls of those so lost in materialism that they are happy to walk on our faces to have more of what will NOT make them happy.
For us, there is the spiritual journey (them too - fuck) and music.
Love you guys and girls. Big hugs and kisses to the subs, thanks for your precious attention, means a lot to me.
The Vampire Ball Is Ending
Verse 1
Dm C Am
Lick your lips you bastards
our blood is drained it lasted
While the dj dragged us on the floor
The bread and circus tickets
Expensive joke is sick as
Your desires your whores n hordes of More
The Vampire Ball is ending
The sunrise aint pretending
the poor will pull the curtain when they see
The light we’ll shine on what you’ve done
Vampires only fear the sun
We’ll end you now you’re Killing just for fun
Chorus BbM7, Am7, Dm, Dm
The Vampire Ball is ending
Burn em with Butane
Truth made their head explode
Exposed all their names
The Vampire Ball is over
Carve ya wooden stakes
Garlic ’n’ holy water
TPTB just fakes
Verse 2
The sucking blood of inbreds
stole our labour instead we
pay a pound of flesh you think you own
Entitled to your palaces while
workers poisoned chalices are
parties watched on plasmidgated phones
The fix was in the needle pin
and all the future sufferin
Vampires event 201’d the show
Though they move in shadow
Van Helsing is our MO
Cookers got the gas and we flamethrow
Chorus BbM7, Am7, Dm, Dm
The Vampire Ball is ending
Burn em with Butane
Truth made their head explode
Exposed all their names
The Vampire Ball is over
Carve ya wooden stakes
Garlic ’n’ holy water
TPTB just fakes (the powers that be)
Even a music dummy (like l am) can hear the genius in your compositions. I guess the devil’s price was too high, and your soul too precious.
Another great one! How many is that? Close to an album's worth yet?