Напиши стих/строфа што ти се свиѓа најмногу...

Чекај што е многу е многу,
немој да се понашаш ко да си на шпоинг у солун...
ЗНАЧИ, ТИ КАЖАВ ПРЕЕСКА НЕМОЈ ДА ГЛУМИШ ХАРД КОР,
ИМА НОВА КОЛЕКЦИЈА НА ЦВЕЌЕРЕ У... (незнам тука сто збори а не е ни важно )
ЛЕЛЕ КАКВИ СЕ ПРОВОАГЛЕСТ ПА ПРОФИЛ, НЕЛИ МИ СТОЈАТ ФРАЕРСКИ?
ПРОФИ ПРОФИ...
АЈ ДА СЕ ВРАТИМЕ ДО МИС СЕКСИ...
Она пробува ли пробува ја висам као мисир...
АЈ ДА ПОМИНЕМЕ ДО ИНТИМИСИНИ..
АЈДЕ ДОЈДИ СО МЕНЕ НЕМОЈ ПРЕД ИЗЛОГ ДА МИСИРИШ.
долен веш!!! оу не!!!!
иди у курац ја фурам кај тони у соул...
да си купам некое нигерско парче....
БАШ СИ КРЕТЕН!!
Знам дека сум кретен,
ја сум кретен уствари што излегов со тебе на неиспланирано!!!

(СО мали букви пее слаткар а со ГОЛЕМИ ПЕЕ ТАА СО НЕГО ШТО ИДЕ НА ШОПИНГ) Топ е песнава Слаткар- Shoping

Cradle Of Filth - Tonight in flames

When contrary winds blow across the sands
Their murmurs can be easily swayed
But when storms quicken one cannot placate
The howling of their murderous rages

Winged seraphim hold love’s trembling hand
Beside our waiting graves
As war roars about our precious land
Seeking cause to subjugate

Tonight in flames
Tonight the world will fear our names
Tonight in flames
Stay my feeble heart
Our deaths will be the start
Of something glorious and vain
Tonight in flames

There is no fanaticism as virile as faith
To the blind his words are clear
‘Suffer not the infidel! Suffer not the infidel!
Assure your place in paradise here’

Winged seraphim hold love’s trembling hand
Beside her tiny grave
I will avenge her, do or damned
Her sacred mother did the same

Tonight in flames
Tonight the world will fear our names
Tonight in flames
Stay my feeble heart
Our deaths will be the start
Of something glorious and vain
Tonight in flames

I went to see her dance one day
In a play by a wailing wall
Now she is gone
But the song lives on
Zealous and maniacal
The Eastern sword must fall

Iron Maiden-The Trooper
You'll take my life but I'll take yours too
You'll fire your musket but I'll run you through
So when you're waiting for the next attack
You'd better stand there's no turning back

The bugle sounds as the charge begins
But on this battlefield no one wins
The smell of acrid smoke and horses breath
As you plunge into a certain death

The horse he sweats with fear we break to run
The mighty roar of the Russian guns
And as we race towards the human wall
The screams of pain as my comrades fall

We hurdle bodies that lay on the ground
And as the Russians fire another round
We get so near yet so far away
We won't live to fight another day

We get so close near enough to fight
When a Russian gets me in his sights
He pulls the trigger and I feel the blow
A burst of rounds takes my horse below

And as I lay there gazing at the sky
My body's numb and my throat is dry
And as I lay forgotten and alone
Without a tear I draw my parting groan