Burn down their house
Take all their food
Everything they do is stupid
Incompetent and rude
Take away their possessions
Take away their land
They never stood their ground
They have no other plan
Other than blathering and lathering
From the foaming mouths of fools
Throw the bitches in the ditches
Use their bodies as fuel
The new modern man
Is neither modern or a man
They sell their heritage bit by bit
Till it turns around and takes their hand
And leads them back into times
When Medieval ruled the world
They sell out all their brave young knights
And auction off all their fair young girls
Till freedom calls once again
To storm the ramparts of the vain
Who think that their weakness
Will not bring about a new reign
Born out of blood and battle
Born out of the strength to rise
To bear once again the vow
That nobility and honor seek
No compromise
Neils
8:44 pm
07/27/2009
*
transcribed this time
8:54 pm
07/27/2009
Monday, July 27, 2009
Thursday, July 23, 2009
I do want you to know
I think about you
From time to time
I know the price you pay
For putting it on the line
I know memories haunt you
From the blood that you shed
From the men you've taken down
From those that are now dead
For having crossed your path
With bad intentions in mind
I do want you to know
That is the way of our kind
I feel the uneasiness
Then I put it aside
I look back on you with love
And that strange pride
That wolves and predators have
We know what we do
And we know most of the others
Never seem to recognize
We are hunted too
****
****
That is not a good thing for them
They are on a fools path
And so I smile a simple smile
Because if it was out loud
It would sound like an almost evil laugh
I pray for you everyday
I see you in the trees and sky
I will brave it all the way through
For I can feel you looking through my eyes
Thank you for your courage
Be it by hand trigger or knife
We carry many soul banners on our staff
We carry many an ending of a life
So now it is we carry on
Down this walk down destiny's road
We strap our boots on one more time
We shoulder our packs and the load
To do what is necessary for the mission
This mission of art and heart and soul
We do it for the ones who may come after us
The ones with us and those from days of old
And if there comes a time
When it all goes down hard
It's not like they won't be standing
Knee deep in their own carnage
And only barely half way into our back yard
Be that literally
Or out on an open plain
For we are the inheritors of the wind
The ice the earth the rivers lakes and rain
We who know the thunder
We who know the lightning's way
For there are those among us
Who know the unknowable
Those who hear what the silence has to say
And it is humbling
Humbling to know death
I guess we'll just have
To keep track of it
Within each and every living breath
Neils
9:03 am
07/23/2009
I think about you
From time to time
I know the price you pay
For putting it on the line
I know memories haunt you
From the blood that you shed
From the men you've taken down
From those that are now dead
For having crossed your path
With bad intentions in mind
I do want you to know
That is the way of our kind
I feel the uneasiness
Then I put it aside
I look back on you with love
And that strange pride
That wolves and predators have
We know what we do
And we know most of the others
Never seem to recognize
We are hunted too
****
****
That is not a good thing for them
They are on a fools path
And so I smile a simple smile
Because if it was out loud
It would sound like an almost evil laugh
I pray for you everyday
I see you in the trees and sky
I will brave it all the way through
For I can feel you looking through my eyes
Thank you for your courage
Be it by hand trigger or knife
We carry many soul banners on our staff
We carry many an ending of a life
So now it is we carry on
Down this walk down destiny's road
We strap our boots on one more time
We shoulder our packs and the load
To do what is necessary for the mission
This mission of art and heart and soul
We do it for the ones who may come after us
The ones with us and those from days of old
And if there comes a time
When it all goes down hard
It's not like they won't be standing
Knee deep in their own carnage
And only barely half way into our back yard
Be that literally
Or out on an open plain
For we are the inheritors of the wind
The ice the earth the rivers lakes and rain
We who know the thunder
We who know the lightning's way
For there are those among us
Who know the unknowable
Those who hear what the silence has to say
And it is humbling
Humbling to know death
I guess we'll just have
To keep track of it
Within each and every living breath
Neils
9:03 am
07/23/2009
Saturday, March 07, 2009
THE TIME IS COMING
The time is coming for
Bushmaster M-4 A 3's
The time is coming to pay
The price again for liberty
How about an Aimpoint
With a roll up 3 X
Sometime the answer
Is simple and direct
Buy yourself some rounds
And invest in a vest
Get at least 20 magazines
And step to the test
Once you're prepared
You can kind of relax
Think outside the box
But do watch your back
Because sure as Hell
It's comin hard down the line
It's not a matter of if
It's a matter of time
****
****
They’re incompetent and crazy
They're communist and liars
They're fanatic and empowered
They’ve got a belly full of fire
They're greedy and gluttonous
They know no shame
They speak with serpent’s tongues
And on your soul lay their claim
It's coming like a whirlwind
Like a plague in the dust
They feed off honor and integrity
And manipulate to get your trust
Ahh yess they speak in spells
Their words they rearrange
They love their pride and anger
And envy has them all deranged
But that does not mean we run
That does not mean we do not care
But when the storms of disaster gather
It is only fools who do not prepare
Neils
8:52 pm
01/09/2009
*
transcribed this time
6:50 pm
03/07/2009
N....again
The time is coming for
Bushmaster M-4 A 3's
The time is coming to pay
The price again for liberty
How about an Aimpoint
With a roll up 3 X
Sometime the answer
Is simple and direct
Buy yourself some rounds
And invest in a vest
Get at least 20 magazines
And step to the test
Once you're prepared
You can kind of relax
Think outside the box
But do watch your back
Because sure as Hell
It's comin hard down the line
It's not a matter of if
It's a matter of time
****
****
They’re incompetent and crazy
They're communist and liars
They're fanatic and empowered
They’ve got a belly full of fire
They're greedy and gluttonous
They know no shame
They speak with serpent’s tongues
And on your soul lay their claim
It's coming like a whirlwind
Like a plague in the dust
They feed off honor and integrity
And manipulate to get your trust
Ahh yess they speak in spells
Their words they rearrange
They love their pride and anger
And envy has them all deranged
But that does not mean we run
That does not mean we do not care
But when the storms of disaster gather
It is only fools who do not prepare
Neils
8:52 pm
01/09/2009
*
transcribed this time
6:50 pm
03/07/2009
N....again
Thursday, October 30, 2008
Beauty and movement
The knife cuts smoothly and quietly
This time beneath the blood red moon
And as the slob sinks to his knees
The night bird warbles her starlite tune
Such is the green of the jungle
Such is the beauty of the flowers and vines
Such is the joy of the heart beat and rhythm
Of the skilled and agile predatory kind
Neils
3:19 pm
10/30/2008
*
transcribed this time
3:26 pm
10/30//2008
N....again
The knife cuts smoothly and quietly
This time beneath the blood red moon
And as the slob sinks to his knees
The night bird warbles her starlite tune
Such is the green of the jungle
Such is the beauty of the flowers and vines
Such is the joy of the heart beat and rhythm
Of the skilled and agile predatory kind
Neils
3:19 pm
10/30/2008
*
transcribed this time
3:26 pm
10/30//2008
N....again
Tuesday, October 02, 2007
Sunday, September 16, 2007
Will it come to blows
****
****
Blows and throws
And eye jabs
And head butts
Right crosses to the forehead
That leaves a cut
It'll come down to foot sweeps
Wrist locks and broken jaws
Elbows and mouths bleeding
From being broken open and raw
It'll come down to leg kicks
That separate tissue from bone
It'll come down to fists
Smashing into faces like stone
Because the talk talk talk talk
Crazy appeasing kind
Have sold out their souls and
Have completely lost their minds
They're unrelenting in their arrogance
Their audacity is loose like a snake
They have no honor or integrity
They love to set up abandon and forsake
That's why it all comes down to blood
That's why it all comes down to pain
Because the stupid selfish and immoral
Always think it's some kind of game
And only trauma and death shock them
And by that I mean their own
Any other sacrifices being made
Have no affect on their hearts of stone
They are the sickening no values weak
Who seek out tyranny's power and reign
And they will never ever stop until you
Slit their throats or blow out their brains
Neils
11:15 pm
09/16/2007
*
transcribed this time
12:17 am
09/17/2007
N....again
****
****
Blows and throws
And eye jabs
And head butts
Right crosses to the forehead
That leaves a cut
It'll come down to foot sweeps
Wrist locks and broken jaws
Elbows and mouths bleeding
From being broken open and raw
It'll come down to leg kicks
That separate tissue from bone
It'll come down to fists
Smashing into faces like stone
Because the talk talk talk talk
Crazy appeasing kind
Have sold out their souls and
Have completely lost their minds
They're unrelenting in their arrogance
Their audacity is loose like a snake
They have no honor or integrity
They love to set up abandon and forsake
That's why it all comes down to blood
That's why it all comes down to pain
Because the stupid selfish and immoral
Always think it's some kind of game
And only trauma and death shock them
And by that I mean their own
Any other sacrifices being made
Have no affect on their hearts of stone
They are the sickening no values weak
Who seek out tyranny's power and reign
And they will never ever stop until you
Slit their throats or blow out their brains
Neils
11:15 pm
09/16/2007
*
transcribed this time
12:17 am
09/17/2007
N....again
Thursday, May 24, 2007
Oh we’re intervening intervening intervening
Oh yes
Oh we're intervening intervening intervening
In sick stupid Islamo facisms promoting slaughter
That offers up it's young sons to suicide and
Stonings clitorechtomies and honor killings for their daughters
There's not a muslim country out there innocent
And that especially includes Syria and Achmini-jihad's Iran
That doesn't give them a thousand reasons to die
But not many to be a joyful productive woman or man
They've been crazy for centuries and out for blood
And lookin for any infidel to blame condemn and attack
Oh yes but it must be our intervening intervening intervening
And that we have decided that we will stand and fight back
But there is no part of we that in any way includes you
If you're speaking of the home of the brave and free
And all those who would do what is necessary to
Survive and continue on with justice and sacred liberty
It couldn't be those crazy imams and their fatwa’s
Or Wahabbism pushing hate in every uttered breath
It couldn't be that rabid psychotic worship of an evil
That creates all this continual lust for torture pain and death
It must be the intervening intervening intervening
That accounts for riots over cartoons and killing
Of any who dare to speak anything but praise about
Mohammed's child molestations and 72 virgins
As being anything but thrilling
But there is no part of we that in any way includes you
If you're speaking of the home of the brave and free
And all those who would do what is necessary to
Survive and continue on with justice and sacred liberty
You say don't give them a common enemy
But your craven twisted appeal to moral equivalency
Only lends concession to their mad obsessions
And that makes you clearly on their side
To me
Neils
12:55 pm
05/24/2007
Oh yes
Oh we're intervening intervening intervening
In sick stupid Islamo facisms promoting slaughter
That offers up it's young sons to suicide and
Stonings clitorechtomies and honor killings for their daughters
There's not a muslim country out there innocent
And that especially includes Syria and Achmini-jihad's Iran
That doesn't give them a thousand reasons to die
But not many to be a joyful productive woman or man
They've been crazy for centuries and out for blood
And lookin for any infidel to blame condemn and attack
Oh yes but it must be our intervening intervening intervening
And that we have decided that we will stand and fight back
But there is no part of we that in any way includes you
If you're speaking of the home of the brave and free
And all those who would do what is necessary to
Survive and continue on with justice and sacred liberty
It couldn't be those crazy imams and their fatwa’s
Or Wahabbism pushing hate in every uttered breath
It couldn't be that rabid psychotic worship of an evil
That creates all this continual lust for torture pain and death
It must be the intervening intervening intervening
That accounts for riots over cartoons and killing
Of any who dare to speak anything but praise about
Mohammed's child molestations and 72 virgins
As being anything but thrilling
But there is no part of we that in any way includes you
If you're speaking of the home of the brave and free
And all those who would do what is necessary to
Survive and continue on with justice and sacred liberty
You say don't give them a common enemy
But your craven twisted appeal to moral equivalency
Only lends concession to their mad obsessions
And that makes you clearly on their side
To me
Neils
12:55 pm
05/24/2007
Friday, May 18, 2007
Never apologize to the ignorant
Never apologize to the perpetualy insulted
Never apologize to the self inflicted lame
Never apologize to the holy victim club
And their trade mark hyper sensitivity to names
They love to play the losers
That are outraged to the core
While simultaneously romance dancing
With psychos whackos and whores
You could grovel crawl and beg
You could do it all night and day
You could do it till the cows came home
But they'll never be satisfied anyway
They're the crazies of the new world
The want the civilized dead
They're the ones whose feet are in the air
Negotiating fate in the enemy's bed
Never apologize to the slave mentality
That asks you to take a bended knee
They'll only want you to bow your head
So they can cut your throat
And slaughter the dreams of liberty
Neils
9:50 am
05/04/2007
*
transcribed this time
with corrections added
6:32 pm
05/18/2007
N.....again
Never apologize to the perpetualy insulted
Never apologize to the self inflicted lame
Never apologize to the holy victim club
And their trade mark hyper sensitivity to names
They love to play the losers
That are outraged to the core
While simultaneously romance dancing
With psychos whackos and whores
You could grovel crawl and beg
You could do it all night and day
You could do it till the cows came home
But they'll never be satisfied anyway
They're the crazies of the new world
The want the civilized dead
They're the ones whose feet are in the air
Negotiating fate in the enemy's bed
Never apologize to the slave mentality
That asks you to take a bended knee
They'll only want you to bow your head
So they can cut your throat
And slaughter the dreams of liberty
Neils
9:50 am
05/04/2007
*
transcribed this time
with corrections added
6:32 pm
05/18/2007
N.....again
Sunday, December 03, 2006
I would blow up Mecca
I would back every man with a gun
I would stand behind every trigger pulled
By those who killed and got the job done
I would strike at the heart
Of the enemy
And their raghead
Alli baba beliefs
I would
Rain down on them
Pain death and slaughter
The most unmerciful grief
I would execute their leaders
I would take from them their oil
I would take from them their land and riches
To the victor goes the spoils
****
****
No quarter asked
No quarter given
Only blood can take
The measure of the line
I need but ammunition
Food and weapons
And for the timid
To get out of the way
Of my kind
Neils
*
over several days
03/11/2007
*
transcribed this time
8:28 pm
03/15/2007
N.....again
I would back every man with a gun
I would stand behind every trigger pulled
By those who killed and got the job done
I would strike at the heart
Of the enemy
And their raghead
Alli baba beliefs
I would
Rain down on them
Pain death and slaughter
The most unmerciful grief
I would execute their leaders
I would take from them their oil
I would take from them their land and riches
To the victor goes the spoils
****
****
No quarter asked
No quarter given
Only blood can take
The measure of the line
I need but ammunition
Food and weapons
And for the timid
To get out of the way
Of my kind
Neils
*
over several days
03/11/2007
*
transcribed this time
8:28 pm
03/15/2007
N.....again
Subscribe to:
Posts (Atom)