Oh, my baby

If I could touch you now

I would not stop until you made me

I can never get enough from you

You are the one

I would keep all to myself

I can share everything else

All I want is you

 

Your eyes, I want to drown in your eyes again

I want to move with you

I need to hear you breathe

I can’t just have you in my fantasy

 

My baby

I don’t care what you’ve done

I know just who you are

My whole world in one person

My leading star

My morning star..

My brightest shining star..

The moon to my sun

 

And I love you

I love you so much that I die sometimes

And I need you

I need you so bad that I die sometimes

 

My doors will always be open

You can come any time

I just want to drown in your eyes again..

It’s the perfect suicide

Only you can bring me back to life again

 

Bring me back to life again..

Let me die in your arms and wake me up again

I love you so much I die sometimes

And I will never love any other man

I had the best

No man can have me..

Only you can

 

My baby..

Let me drown in your eyes

and bring me back to life again

 

Only you

Only you can give me my happy ending

I love you so much I die sometimes

I die..

 

Angel of death

Walk behind me, but do not touch a single soul.. They belong to me. I will rip out their throats with my teeth. I will taste their blood.. I will let them choke on it.

 

Angel of death, walk behind me

But they belong to me.

I will finish them.

 

You did not let me die when I needed to as a child.

You owe me.

Når klokka slår 8

Slår jeg den første sprekken i den tykke isen dere tror dere står så trygt på.

 

No place will be safe anymore. I have spun my web world wide.

The sun is rising over Stavanger

Here it comes, the break of day

I’m counting down the hours as you pray

but you never realised

That every fucking day is Judgment day

 

And I have been counting sins all night

I have been counting every sinner, I have weighed you all in my hands

And the clock will keep ticking

Like the compass in my chest keeps beating

And time has run out for you

 

And I will walk these streets like I own them

I have the angel of Death by my side

I will mark some doors with my blood

And everyone will know what

The bloody hand of Suja means

 

This city will fall first

This city has doomed itself

 

I will walk these streets like I own them

Singing my songs

With the angel of Death by my side

And everyone will know

You have been blind

Deaf and dumb

While I was murdered over and over

And I will never forgive

Not a single soul is sorry

 

And this city will fall first

This city has doomed itself

So I walk these streets like I own them

With the angel of Death by my side

The sun is rising over Stavanger

The eye that never sleeps..

Is watching us all

 

 

And this city will fall first.

’Cuz this city has doomed itself.

 

The bloody hand of Suja

means GUILTY..

 

And that makes you PREY

 

Never forget

that each and single day

Is judgment day

 

 

 

 

Mediocre white men must die

We have been here since the beginning of time

Our tales have lived on, passed from generation to generation

We began in the Mother land

Our gods were a black man and a black woman

They birthed more gods

For every child is born with the right

To be god in its own life

 

Then he came

Greedy

Always hungry

Wicked

 

He was no god

He was a mediocre white man

 

He had other mediocre white men

Greedy

Always hungry

Wicked

 

And none of them were gods

 

And they raped and robbed

Even the earth, until she bleed them black blood to warn them how badly she was wounded

But they turned it into profit

Always hungry..

Never full.

 

Now the time has come

I am here to scream it for our Earth, our home, our gift from the Gods..

 

The always hungry mediocre white man must die

The always hungry mediocre whitw men must die

 

Before they kill our god given gift.

Before they kill us all.

The always hungry mediocre white men must die..

 

Rise up, my brothers and sisters!

Rise up my mothers and fathers!
Rise up all my angels, rise up all my gods!

They have always been outnumbered and outsmarted..

Never forget..

Where this all started

 

Rise!

 

 

I promise you this, Norway

The whole world will hate you when I have told my story.

 

And I will make sure the whole damn world from Africa to your neighbours will know.

 

For my ancestors.. I promise I will make them pay for this. For every single crime. I swear I will never forget where it all started, where I came from. They will pay the biggest price to you.

Jeg skal gi det jævla politiet vårt en sjanse til å gjøre jobben sin

Og gjør de det ikke, så kommer jeg til å dokumentere det her. Og så kommer jeg til å sprenge den jævla bomba om hvem som faktisk står bak overgrepene jeg ble utsatt for som barn, og også hvem som har vært med på å dekke over det.

 

Jeg sitter på nok bevis til å kunne gjøre det nå, men jeg gir dette satans drittlandet EN siste sjanse til å gjøre det rette for meg for en  gangs skyld.

 

På mandag ringer jeg politiet i Stavanger for å få gjort den første anmeldelsen og få vedkommende innkalt til avhør. Jeg kommer til å ha vitner til og filme denne telefonsamtalen, jeg har valide grunner til ikke å ha tillit til det norske politiet. Og en av grunnene er at dere har utsatt meg for det som må kunne kalles tortur under innleggelse i norsk psykiatri. Og jeg var et jævla traumeoffer, og har vært det hele tiden.

 

Og det har dere faen meg visst, dere som var ansvarlig for meg der inne. For jeg fortalte det allerede i 2014.

 

-Sunniva Kvivesen. Eller Quive, som det burde vært om det ikke hadde blitt tvangs-fornorsket.. Av det pillråtne, skinnhellige «konge»dømmet Norge.