Shardnicians edition
/MENA/
SMELLY thread
SAGE
How do i get invited to a /MENA/ wedding?
Pénis bantoue :: )))
fuck off
what is this supposed to be?
Lebs getting GLASSED by aussies
You don't cbecause it's annoying as shit.
Especially when the women do the Amerinidian shit
;)
> Amerinidian shit
wat
اه اه اه اه
هلا
vocaroo.com
When they do something like
WAWALWALWALWALWALWALWALWWAWAWEEEEEEEEE
C'EST LES VACANCES EN CAMBODGE
C'EST DUR FISTOOOON
>L'Algérien, le Marocain
Do you guys speak french?
Oui oui
C'est cool
I didn't understand 99% of that
Oui mon frere dans Amazighisme :)
What's a Shardnician??
But that's part of the fun isn't it? I may have a Western orientalist bias but it seems to be a lot of of fun plus you get to meet /MENA/ qts.
l'amazighisme*
Amazighs are the Berbers, isn't it?
No you don't since it's mostly sperated
Glassed Phoenician
yeh
ديو وانت مي تو بست هلالي كيوتس
مثلا هذه الأخت من قبيلة بني هلال البترية التي تدعى نو الإسلام الهلالية
Okay I like Berbers, what are you doing in UAE?
Or it's just a proxy
>mena
>fun
>""""""""quiouties""""""""
>Lebs getting GLASSED by aussies
explain
>ris éclatants des voisins brisent la sérénité de la nuit à un tel point que je ne peux pas écouter à Pig Destroyer et Bolt Thrower en paix
Telle est la vie au troisième monde
Unibersity
Aussies hate leb immigrants so they attack them with glass objects
Why every North African people have french names here? Stop doing that.
Marine lepen will punish you.
>No you don't since it's mostly sperated
Damn sounds like a lot of fun. No wonder you guys enjoy raping defenseless women when you come to the West.
who the fuck is this women
>ça s'intensifie
SALES PUTES MAROCHIEENS ARRËTEZ DE RIGOLER SALE SOUHOMMES REEEEEE
reminder Moroccans are arabs
youtube.com
Non on est Français
Well, I feel bad for saying this, it was a joke, huh.
I thought somebody will respond aggressively or shit, as usual.
ميي
Sache que tout ce que tu trouveras ici que c'est grizou qui l'a fait en premier les françois ne sont que de pâles imitations.
Haha, oui j'en doutes pas :^)
Huy,No it is your right to ask
Sale souhommes
Maghrebis are cucks. They enjoyed getting colonized and seeing their beurettes sisters getting the BFC.
Poto qu'est qui arrive au fil ? Je me fais chier avec la politique les fils islamophobes de l'été passé commencent à me manquer
>he doesn't go WEELEELEELEELEELEELEELEELEE at a party
you must be such a boring cuck.
Je peux pas luter contre la gentillesse.
Hey guys, /mena/ isn't dead.
>positive affirmation
(Toi) même
Im on day 43 of nofap
Prove it (pic)
daily reminder tunisian is 30% black
hmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm, no
Hbibi se7rouhli 3aytou l 17 idirouleh l'enquête
pics of blue balls or it didn't happen
I have never experienced that
did the wet dreams kick in yet?
Nope. I remember once on a former streak though I woke up in the morning and I came all of a sudden. Seems like I woke up right at the instant when I was going to have a wet dream.
Are you supporting Israel or Palestine?
Why do they fight, finally?
ya zebi ya zebi mich inbaza3 ay zebi zebi oh oh yosra ija ijeni fisa3 ahhh
buuuumpoooooo ohhhh ohh bumppppp bumbi bumbiiii nik libnet
Nice boner. /mena/ is dead anyway. Don't bother.
fin mchitou rabkom fi tniktou 3asba chnowa na3mel tawa fap fap fap
Tuer tuer tuer tuer les pauvres
7adoula 7amdoula 7ad marra mara el bazoula w gelet el nega kar kar kar kaden karka kakaden gelet el nega 7ad marra bzezelha
sada9a all lahou al 3athim
1. Unleash Enlightenment
Once risen from the dark centuries
With inflamed hearts and noble minds
Now driven by a vision of the glowing world
And lighted nations in freedom
Now blinded, chained and strangled
Thrown into a dungeon of corruption
Our fathers wisdom lies
Mercenaries in a war against ourselves
Petitioning dastardly idols
And following a godless savior
Puppets of consumption unlearned creating
A mendacious wealth secured by silent slaves
Inane parents, mistead children raised to soldiers...
Mercenaries in war against ourselves
A waste of precious blood and dignity
Petitioning dastardly idols
And following a godless savior
We let them come to power
Unless we unleash enlightment!
An ancient dogma builds new kingdoms
Unless we unleash enligtment!
...
2. No One Will Ever Shed A Tear
No one will shed a tear
With frozen souls and darkened eyes
We're marching to the point of no return
No sorrow strong enough to tear apart our bleeding hearts
Not searching for a peace in heaven
No one will ever shed a tear
With my hands raised to the sky
We will not wait for someone to decide
Our sober minds will face this barren truth
Not longing for distant paradise
This is the final levy from bleeding hands
They will receive the final stroke from dying voices
They will hear the curse we whisper
While marching forward without intermission
And tearing down the halls of the extorioner
Not searching for a peace in heaven
No one will ever shed a tear
With my hands raised to the sky
We will not wait for someone to decide
Our sober minds will face this barren truth
Not longing for distant paradise
Nah. This shit is not ok.
>heaven shall burn
W e w
4. If This A Man
[Dedicated to Primo Levi (1919-1987)]
You who live safe
In your warm houses
You who find returning in the evening
Hot food and friendly faces
Consider if this is a man
Who works in the mud
Who does not know peace
Who fights for a scrap of bread
Who dies because of a yes or a no
Consider if this is a woman
Without hair and without name
With no more strength to remember
Her eyes empty and her womb cold
Like a frog in winter
Meditate that this came about
I commend these words to you
Carve them in your hearts
At home, in the street
Going to bed, rising
Repeat them to your children
Or may your house fall apart
May illness impede you
May your children turn their faces from you
You who live safe
In your warm houses
You who find returning in the evening...
5. Downfall Of Christ
[Merauder cover]
I am the Lord, your God, kneel before me and pray
Forbidden acts of evil forced upon people in different ways
Suffering children preyed upon by the man in black
Through the years you look the other way
Here lies the victim of a vicious attack
It's the downfall of Christ
You see him nailed to the cross
It's the downfall of Christ
Betrayed by all of us
If only you will forget I am the one you called
Suppression of a different kind, as you die you call for your God
Seeing me as I bleed before you, you'll be the one to cry
Looking down the roads towards a miracle
My God, he cannot save my life
It's the downfall of Christ
You see him nailed to the cross
It's the downfall of Christ
Betrayed by all of us
Sinners - benevolence is not in your soul
(Our) healers - temptation has led you astray
Judas - using religion for war
Pestilents (persuasion) - it's their holy holocaust
Centuries of merauders fighting in the name of their gods
People dying everyday, hell has opened it's doors
Manipulation for murder, crucified on the cross
Revel in victims blood, revival of their religious wars
It's the downfall of Christ
You see him nailed to the cross
It's the downfall of Christ
Betrayed by all of us
Jennifer wrestled her friend playfully to the ground
in front of the snow cone stand and began licking at the
girls eyeballs, as if they were sugar cubes. Their
bodies convulsed and flailed with an almost seizure
like intensity. At times their pale limbs seeming to
shift back and forth from one torso to the other. A
crowd gathered almost immediately to watch these two
girls tie and untie their bodies like a pair of
pit-vipers. They were confused, or concerned, or
shocked, or aroused, or all of the above. But no-one
dared interfere with the performance. Jennifer's long
ashen hair hung down concealing the girls face like a
curtain around a hospital bed. No one had any idea
that the girls eyes were revolving under her ruby
tongue. "This is disgusting, it's pornography"
exclaimed a pasty slug-like woman in a fur coat,
vanilla ice-cream smeared across her double chin like
a money shot. Countered a balding professor type in his
mid-forties, his left hand stuffed crassly down the
front of his pants "No, no, no. This is beautiful,
this is art."
6. Destroy Fascism
[Endstand cover]
I've had enough of your lies
Now it's the time to make it stop
Spreading false propaganda how your race is clean
How can you be so stupid? Colour doesn't mean a fucking thing
Now we're ready to fight for everyone's right
To live without fear getting attacked by you
Baldheaded assholes this we won't tolerate
It's time to put end to this fucking hate
Destroy fascism!
Antifascist action now...
Semen tastes like gunmetal she said smiling,
the arms of boys drowning in fire reaching for the rungs of my rib cage.
These pills I take in the witching hour.
I imagine I am swallowing you.
The Weapon They Fear
Words - these words of freedom
A bequest - never to be silenced
In this world of lies, the truth, it means resistance
To make the masses see and sense their needs
He healed so many aching hearts and wounds
And threw back the baseness - back to where it came from
Aspired from the middle of his brothers
Charged this suffering and oppression
One single voice became a storm
His words and melodies - the weapon they fear
Threw back the baseness - back from where it came
Nobody is chosen to suffer
Nobody is destined to rule
Gagged his mouth but not his songs, the songs we sing
Fettered his hands but not the words he wrote
These songs we'll sing!
"Silence and screams are the end of my song." - Victor Jara
They heckle the gunshy assassin.
Led away in shame.
The chameleon is my favorite animal.
I learned that boys in dresses are ok on the last day of school.
There was a rainbow like a halo over the world.
The Only Truth
A generation raised in darkness
Controlled, polluted - fed with the truth
A truth that blinds their view
Their ways and fates decided - implanted sorrows kill their needs
A common way to happiness, but I never learned to sell myself
Poets became silent,
While clowns arose and burned the books again
No thinkers daring vision grew,
Where thieves ran free and crippled human dignity
In the noise of unimportance
And stupidity the sceptic's whispers went unheard
Be sure, this storm will not drown my voice
Be sure, my hands will sow the seeds of reason
I'll never be a minor, I'll never be a happy slave
May this cold sever my face
And my the pain weaken my fists
No inner strife will touch me
The only truth is in my heart
Half in darkness she stands in a dress of shrapnel,
smoke and torn flags.
Dragging off cigarettes of human skin.
Eyes like cracked eggshells empty as life.
Her index fingers drip mothers milk like hypodermic needles.
She stumbles through my veins high on ash
and dry semen fiending for love.
Architects Of The Apocalypse
Greed and addiction drowned their pity
Washed away their thoughts of compassion and regret
A world left wounded, slaved and raped
Your paradise is hell for your descendants
Cathedrals of justice in a kingdom of hypocrisy
Castles of self-righteousness built on graves
Masses kept in forlorn, nations laid to waste
The dynamo of northern golden age
Darkened our future, blinded by greed
Sold your fate to the highest price
I don't believe in you!
You are the enemy!
A rush into our doom, as if your God came down
And cures all failure
Fingerprints on my eyes like ten tiny maps to heaven.
Or ten rogue angels torching the house of god.
I fell something pressing against my kidneys.
Maybe a pair of wings.
Maybe the ghost of a bullet.
Stitched together into this beautiful monster animated by starlight.
Pose like a fashion corpse and shed your denim skin my love.
It is just a skull full of chlorine in the septic tank.
Religion in the corner of my eye.
A peeping tom and a hole in the sky.
The last stall on the left as our makeshift confession booth.
Your parents will never know.
Stalked by child's nightmare.
The promise of serpents in the tall grass.
Mother I've been raped in the shadow of a watchtower.
bonne nuit bb j'taime bcp bisou bonne reve cherie j'vé t'maquer non non????????
Happy birthday you broken child.
Of the barbed ribs and the poison heart.
I would show you the view of life from the floor
but the knees are as far as you go.
I give you exhibit A.
A country girl bludgeoned with an elephant tusk.
I give you everything I have wrapped in a shy kiss for you to use once and then destroy.
Androgynous we are.
Ancient statues deformed in desert winds.
Dead children play in mapplethorpe grey.
Midnight orgies at the school for the blind.
Learn to feel all over again.
My name is anonymous.
I taste like everyone.
Medication blurs the last five percent.
Certain things fascinate me.
First I went blind and then the sun went out.
The way you hold a match so steady.
How heaven is collapsing under so much joy.
Lovely body twisted into code.
Sayign something profound I'm sure.
She went off like a living firework.
Trauma is sexy.
Once colorful dreams now swing like dead paratroops from the naked trees.
Your sky lips and snow skin are sugar for the carrion perched high atop the naked trees.
A flower on the bed of brittle leaves.
A mass grave of tiny angels fallen from the heavens from the naked trees.
Rot beautiful creature all lifeless and serene.
A patch of scorched earth.
Naked beneath the naked trees.
I dream sometimes of a brother in red.
The first unborn.
Perhaps the son of god aborted
and tossed and a garbage bag.
Life is black comedy.
Slapstick and vulgarity.
Unworthy of the name.
I still remember where mine went so wrong.
My last night in sodom and my first morning in hell.
An entire year of you in a single speck of blood.
The gun smiles your smile and the razor whispers your name.
They are just frigid hands from the other side of the world leading me into winter.
My skin has atrophied.
It has been so long since the last touch.
The maggots play their dead instruments for me.
Devour in the key of E.
Like a symphony of throats and piano wire.
Like explosions in space and prostitutes of fire.
>Cucked by Arabs
>Cucked by Turks
>Cucked by Euros
>Cucked by dictators
MENA is the most cucked place on earth.
This is an advertisement for the skin machine.
Paid for by the people that supply the lash for these pointless acts of self-flaggellation.
The vultures are made up like mockingbirds and they're circling.
It is very important I make for a thin chalk outline.
Dear everything.
Today I witnessed a crucifixion in pink and lavender and gold.
I've heard people say that beauty is in details,
but I don't think they have ever seen you.
There were mortal wounds inflicted on the sky
and incrminating blue stains on my shirt.
The shirt you bought for me.
Christ it hurts.
Like stars in my belly going supernova.
I feel like a zombie that refuses to live.
Haunting the junkyards and cutting myself on scraps of you.
The other day I masturbated to pictures of you at your birthday party.
They were the only ones I still had.
It felt so wrong, just like my life.
I hope I'm dead by the time you read this. I love you.
I see you headless with me caressing your neck
My personal nightfall
An eclipse of the sunflowers
I feel so invisible
So unknown
A coffin of dust
An illegible tombstone
They finally buried the gravedigger in the sky
I just need to shower in your amber and bathe in your earth
Everyone quickly hushed up and took a step back as
Jennifer rose and stood over the girl,
Examining her handiwork.
Her partner layed motionless beneath her, seemingly dead.
Her eye sockets dry and empty.
Her heels and elbows scraped and bloodied.
Some on-lookers gasped in horror.
Some swooned and fainted melodramatically.
Most just stared in disbelief.
Jennifer reached down between her thighs and pulled
The crotch of her bathing suit to the side - exposing
Her vagina.
The other girl slowly sat up and began sliding her fingers into Jennifer.
A few minutes later, her wrists were in, then her elbows. Eventually she would completely disappear into her womb.
Jennifer tilted her head to the side curiously.
She heard the sound of a rickety-wooden roller-coaster in the distance.
It's passengers screaming in mock terror.
She knew that sooner or later they would realize that the
Ride wasn't stopping and they were all going to die.
xd
Hello, it's me
I was wondering if after all these years you'd like to meet
To go over everything
They say that time's supposed to heal ya
But I ain't done much healing
Hello, can you hear me?
I'm in California dreaming about who we used to be
When we were younger and free
I've forgotten how it felt before the world fell at our feet
There's such a difference between us
And a million miles
Hello from the other side
I must have called a thousand times
To tell you I'm sorry for everything that I've done
But when I call you never seem to be home
Hello from the outside
At least I can say that I've tried
To tell you I'm sorry for breaking your heart
But it don't matter. It clearly doesn't tear you apart anymore
Hello, how are you?
It's so typical of me to talk about myself. I'm sorry
I hope that you're well
Did you ever make it out of that town where nothing ever happened?
And it's no secret that the both of us
Are running out of time
So hello from the other side (other side)
I must have called a thousand times (thousand times)
To tell you I'm sorry for everything that I've done
But when I call you never seem to be home
Hello from the outside (outside)
At least I can say that I've tried (I've tried)
To tell you I'm sorry for breaking your heart
But it don't matter. It clearly doesn't tear you apart anymore
[4x:]
(Highs, highs, highs, highs,
Lows, lows, lows, lows)
Anymore
Hello from the other side (other side)
I must have called a thousand times (thousand times)
To tell you I'm sorry for everything that I've done
But when I call you never seem to be home
Hello from the outside (outside)
At least I can say that I've tried (I've tried)
To tell you I'm sorry for breaking your heart
But it don't matter. It clearly doesn't tear you apart anymore
xd
xd
I-is that girl Lebanese?
How do I get a white Lebanese gf?
>morroccan shitposting
Morrocco is the country equivalent of leukemia
you don't
:( why
because 3dpd gon 3dpd
>You smart
>Go buy your mama a house
>Go buy your friends houses