Give me some shit to say
My voice is ass but oh well
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We are intellectuals hardened by the internet. We have moved beyond morals. We have seen child porn, gore and real rape. None of these things would faze us anymore if we saw them in real life. From the ordinary mortals, lower Humans, we are separated by our ability to not feel empathy. Our brains have used these freed resources for an even greater development of intelligence. Our mirror neurons have been freed from identifying with all other people to identifying with people that we want to identify with. So we learn the movements of Jackie Chan by merely watching his films. We can beat the stars of WWE using their own movements. So in a battle of one on one we are absolutely invincible.
Even in the early childhood, we noticed that we are different. The others didn't understand us, and we didn't understand them, after all there was a gap of 60 IQ points between us. While the others talked about how two-stroke oil is expensive, we were reading Sartre and Nietzche. I understood that egoism and hedonism lead to the best possible outcome from the point of view of the individualist. When were quietly sitting in the Church attendance during school, others saw the miracles of Jesus, while on our retinas returned visions of raped ponies and split skulls. The stupidity of the others was our asset. After years of hardening myself, I have received the powers of an Olympic athlete, the brains of a nuclear physicist and the wisdom of a Tibetan monk. This required years of isolation from the subhumans so that my superiority could develop. Instead of partaking in the ordinary mortal physical exercise, I clenched my buttock muscles while I was at the computer and I noticed that it developed muscles. I started contracting all my muscles 24/7. I noticed that Wikipedia developed my intelligence and I memorized all of it. The Tibetan monks could sit in the same spot for 12 hours, me 24 hours. While I was enjoying personal development, I eradicated from myself the evolutionary adaptations such as empathy and conscience. Emotions cause irrational behavior, so I'm behaving rationally by removing them. Now I understand that there is no good or evil, there is only good or bad. We define good or bad. All the values are subjective. We define values. We are the superhuman. We are the anonymous. Expect us. Fear us.
Bands like Darkthrone, Aryan Satankampf, Graveland, Gestapo 666, Satanic Warmaster, Beherit and Impaled Nazarene are true satanic black metal. You can listen to your pop music if you want to, but you understand nothing about true Hitleric Nazi Black metal. You are just a poser and you can fuck off from the scene. Black metal is Real music, which is not meant for animals like you, but for real Satanic Misanthropes who don't care about clowns like you. Black metal is the music of the elite and you don't understand it. None of you understand True Satanism. You are ridiculous toddlers. Our worldview is based on wotanic hitlerism, on a personal level Satanistic individualism, on a collective level hitleric fascism. Without an understanding of theoretical occultism, it's pointless to dream to understand a wotanistic worldview. None of you can understand Wotanism, because you are intellectually on the level of worms. You cannot reach the level of elitistic Satanism, so why do you even dream about it. Satanism and Black metal are for the elite. For true misanthropes.
say this
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I didn't fuck this one up too much
This is close enough
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To sit in solemn silence in a dull, dark, dock, In a pestilential prison, with a life-long lock, Awaiting the sensation of a short, sharp, shock, From a cheap and chippy chopper on a big black block! To sit in solemn silence in a dull, dark, dock, In a pestilential prison, with a life-long lock, Awaiting the sensation of a short, sharp, shock, From a cheap and chippy chopper on a big black block! A dull, dark, dock, a life-long lock, A short, sharp, shock, a big black block! To sit in solemn silence in a pestilential prison, And awaiting the sensation from a cheap and chippy chopper on a big black block!!
That one got butchered a few times and kept cutting me off
lmao. good one.