Dali ste se obidele da napisete anarhisticki tekst za pesna?

Da.Jas imam mnogu......Ne ja otvoriv temata da se kurcam , tuku ubavo e nekoj svoj stihovi da gi istakneme i da slusneme kritiki ili pofalbi za nego........Ne mozam da ostanam ramnodusen i da ne napisam eden(FALBADZIJA SUX )


Nova pojava , vo gusta situacija
reakcija na vistinata
provokacija
akcija od isfrustriran tip
genocid,odbranben dinamit
A bukvata na dzid
protiv ovoj otpad od nacija
nema tolerancija
kretenska dominacija
Alternativni resenija
mislovni resursi
pat kon epidemija
zemi ja vinata vrz tebe
nemas poima sto se slucuva
KOJ TE EBE



imase uste no ne moza da se setam......pisete svoj liriki

interesna e

Eve ja srpskata verzija na A LAS BARRICADAS-vo moj prevod:

Nebom dok haraju gromovi crni
Mračni nam oblaci oči zasplepljuju
Iako nas čekaju putevi strmi
Mi gordo marširamo k neprijatelju

U rukama našim je samo sloboda
I mi ćemo je braniti po cenu života

Revolucionarne dižite zastave
I narod povedite prema prosvetljenju
Revolucionarne dižite zastave
I narod povedite prema prosvetljenju
Hej, narode radni ti napred sad gazi
I zube pokaži gnjidama reakcije

Svi na barikade! Svi na barikade!
Za slavu i pobedu Konfederacije!
Svi na barikade! Svi na barikade!
Za slavu i pobedu Konfederacije!

ej i jas imam i tekstovi moi i muzika samo baram bubnar i gitarist da ni se pridruzi.

imam edna vika se : NIZOK STANDART i ide vaka

Vo ovaa zemja
umre srednata klasa
sekoj saka da ja ima
polnata kasa!!!!

Politicari,ministri
i gradezni inzinjeri,
a vo niskata klasa
se praznite frizideri!!!!!!!!!!!!!

ref:

Pari,pari,pari .!.
site sakaa pari!!!!!!!
crvenkovski ne dupi
i sistemot ni kvari!!!!!!!.!.

Vo sletot se se vrti,
i se raboti na divo,
a nie nemame
ni da si kupimeeee PIVOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

amerika e sekogas
tuka zad nas,
noz v grb ni bode
a nie jademe praz


pa do koga vaka
nisto nema nie da karime,
kon evropa gledaat,
a site se klosarimeeeeeeeeeeee!!!!!!! i pa ref ako ima nekoj koj saka da

trota na bubnjevi da mi pisa mail na a.belogaski@yahoo.com Aj

I'M NOT THE PRESIDENT, I'M NOT JESUS CHRIST
I WON'T PRETEND TO DO EVERYTHING RIGHT
WHEN I FUCK UP, IT'S BECAUSE I'M ME
I'M JUST LIKE YOU - A HUMAN BEING

HIT ME UPSIDE THE HEAD
TELLING ME I'M WRONG
WHEN THEY'RE THE FUCKING ASSHOLES
DROPPING THE BOMBS

I'VE GOT NOTHING AGAINST THE JAPANESE
NUKE GENOCIDE AIN'T FOR ME
I HATE ATOMIC MUSHROOMING
WHERE'S THE NEXT HIROSHIMA OR NAGASAKI


I'M NOT THE PRESIDENT, I'M NOT JESUS CHRIST
I WON'T PRETEND TO DO EVERYTHING RIGHT
WHEN I FUCK UP, IT'S BECAUSE I'M ME
I'M JUST LIKE YOU - A HUMAN BEING

I WON'T SAY THAT I'M KING OF THE JEWS
I WON'T SAY THAT I WANNA LEAD YOU
YOU WON'T HAVE TO LOOK UP TO ME
I'M NOT A PSEUDO-MARTYR CRUCIFIXION
CAN'T YOU SEE, I'M JUST ME, A MAN
A PERSON THAT CAN BLEED
I'M NOTHING SPECIAL OR NEW
I'M ONLY HUMAN - I'M JUST LIKE YOU

I'M ONLY HUMAN - I'M JUST LIKE YOU
I'M ONLY HUMAN - I'M JUST LIKE YOU
I'M ONLY HUMAN - I'M JUST LIKE YOU
I'M ONLY HUMAN - I'M JUST LIKE YOU...

imam edna kratka ska pesnicka,a izmisliime ja so cimero uste koga beh sredno.Edna vecer beeme mrtvi gladni i morahme da ukrademe nesto da jademe.Nemahme eban dinar u nas.Imahme samo eden nagrizan vcerasen leb.Na komsiite im potraziime ajvar ama ne ni dadoa oti ne sa mozeli od nas da spijat. I rizikuvaame si zivoto da ukrademe od sobata do nas preku dzamo teglata so ajvar za da jademe. I morah tove moment da go napisam na hartija. ide teka...

SEDAM ZA VIKEND
VO MOJTA SOBA SAM.
VO MOJO DZEP
NEMAM NI DINAR.


NEMAM PARI
JA SAM SI KLOSAR.
I TAA VECER
KE UKRADA AJVAR!!!

DAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAJ MIIIIII AJVAAAAAAAAAAR !!!!!!!!!!!!!
DAAAAAJ MI TI AJVAAAAAAR !!!!!!!!!!!
DAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAJ MIIIII AJVAAAAAAAAAAAAAR !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
NE SE PRAJ GOVNAR .

nogu pojako zvuci so pridruzba od gitara c c c c c c c c cccccccccccc......... hahahahaaa

I so e najvazno ukradnahme im go,izedohme go celio i posle im vrnaame prazna tegla.
aaaaaaaaaaahahahaha koj gi ebe... kremci bea

Производ

Се сеќаваш на фабриките,
на фабричките линии,
идеите за масовна продукција,
тотално укинување на нечии визии,
на сите сонови,комплетна реконструкција.

Конечен производ,општа манипулација,
патентирана направа,за државната ситуација.

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VLADA?

Donesuva glupavi zakoni
Gi krade parite ne narodot
Rasprava vo sobranije
Zim naredbi od Bosovi

Toa e nasata vlada

Dava povekje pravo na policija
Odzema pravo na Uzivanje
Go namaluva standarot na ziveenje
Te zaklucuva vo tvojot dom

Toa e nasata vlada




DA PLUKAS

Nemam pari u dzeb
Barem za parce leb
Si sednav u park
So gitarata u raka

Od nervoza pluknav
I cajkan se pojavi
Mi napisa kazna
Bez dame prasa dali imam pari


eve gi moite pesni samo sto poslednava pesna nema refren .... pa pomognete mi da napraam i refrence

GAYMOCRASY

Lost child your dreams are pointless
for building the greater good
blind ones he pools you under
for thinking that he’s the only one

Democracy builds, hopelessness
hopelessness turns in to paranoia,
paranoia build anger and rage
and did any one ask where this rage goes?

When the chosen ones wanted
to nurture the fruits of there loins
the mothers oldest son dies on there hand,
on a blind void
and now his brothers avenge on the society

The lost child lied about his dream
speaking the language of the forsaken
and believing it all will end with revenge of the skim
cause democracy is society of fags
only solution burn all flags.

But no one sees what’s wrong
they just follow and follow
till they end up dead at the work field never thinking of freedom, remaining slave,
remaining gay



Your new dark age


Sad is the time which shows that
Dead is the human mind
Rising from this gray, gray land
This mayhem is bringing your new dark age

What am I doing in this world of chaos?
You ask your self…
The chances are gone
No need for god or salvation
All must find their place,
I have just read the smile on my face

Whit the down of the civilization
Turned sad the fate of human race
Seeking comfort in blood and failure embrace
Can you see the scars on your face?
Oh I forgot, you’re blind. Disgrace!!!!!

What am I doing in this world of chaos?
You ask your self…
The chances are gone
No need for god or salvation
All must find there place
Just prepare for your new dark age,
I rest my case with a smile on my face.



REIGN OF THE UNHOLY STARS


Can you see their float in the night sky

can you see them shine so bright

can you feel their possession

trough their cold mind touching you


watching with greed in there shining icons

the hope is gone

caring so much wasted lifes

in there iron light


there presence is hire just to make you isain

to forget of your hopes and dreams


please pot me to sleep before is to late

because of your scars I start to mutilate

so much pain you’ve broth me

while I was able to think

so please stay for a while

and than continue to reign


I am afraid from the end

so still stay for a while

vanish from this place, I don't want you here...
Oh please stay...

Hear the prophesy

another day has come to end
I will share my prophesy
if the son rise again
I’ll be happy to live the day

another day has come to end
come and hear my prophesy
as the aeons go and we stand in one place
it will be our own price to pay

if the world wants to grow perfect
you shod dispose of the artifacts
and living fossils that are poling us back
or to go back in the once unsupported anarchy of marks

believe me believe me the punishment will come
gifted for your kind
as the half eaten fruit eat you now
and with the silyet of a head you fill thy face

another day has come to end
on one head my prophesy
and if the sun rise again
it will be only your price to pay

Thats my prophesy...