What Does Pain In The Belly Button Mean

Cannibals.
necessity, desperation, for love.
The soldiers are ready to stop, the company is ready to judge us.
To make sense of what will not and will never understand that.
Non-sense morality Trallallero trallallà.
What are the greedy devoured.
Public execution in the most tragic way, bound, at the mercy of wild dogs.
what remains the last breath of courage to speak your faith?
With tears in his eyes and naked.
"I killed my father, I ate human flesh, I tremble with joy"
"I killed my father, I ate human flesh, I tremble with joy"
"I killed my father, I ate human flesh, tremble with joy "

bourgeois son Julian, you can not rebel.
bourgeois son Julian, you can not share.
not a departure, not interest you, you love father and mother and hate them together.
try to defend yourself as you can.
Would you speak, but close to a horrible silence, for which you are a victim and you've built your dream world, the infinite repetition of a total love and perverse not reveal the secret.
confessed that you're not a conformist, but not a revolutionary, but she does not feel love, appeals and is dedicated to his patriotic spirit, wanting to feel part of something, the student march in front of the wall.
And when he returns is suitable for your "last infamous experiment" that fails.

How proud the way from the Your love Julian, so fiercely enviable and misunderstood.

For the last time go by your pigs, the ones that you loved so much,
those from which it is easy to kill.



".. here is, for me, the sad nature of things. I am compelled to say petty thoughts and sorrows: for even five minutes. I know I'm the one who gave me Pigpen to do: a poor film, shot in a month, with a ridiculously low price. It was wonderful, of course. Because the expression - even through the most agonizing discomfort - it is always wonderful. "


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The Pigpen "May I be damned"

It takes a sadistic god to make the world go round.
that there is no scruples, a god who tells them that the wounds of attorney to turn.
convincing us to rationalize the heart, to give up hope, that no matter how, just as I survive the end called taunting words.
Generations of love sacrificed from the impositions of morality. A true god this
not allow it.
And each puppet is in his own way, shaped and steered by the principles and virtues leave the dead of starvation, as soldiers in its path.


" Death will come and will have your eyes
this death that accompanies us
from morning till night, sleepless,
deaf, like an old remorse
or an absurd vice.
Your eyes will be a vain word,
a silent cry, a silence.
So you see them every morning
up when you gaze alone
in the mirror. O dear hope,
that day we too will know
that are the life and nothingness
For all death has a look.
Death will come and will have your eyes.
will be like giving up a vice,
like to see in the mirror
resurface a dead face,
like listening to closed lips.
go down into the silent abyss. "

will last and there will always
and torment will last forever
If I can not change
will not change anything ever