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Nekopunk Apocalypse

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Nekopunk Apocalypse (English version)

Welcome to my dark side, heh. Enjoy your stay! By the way, if you look for the French version of this text!


I don’t know who you are, where you come from, you and me are no one
I am both everything and nothing, the opinion you have on me is wrong
If you base your judgment on my texts, you don’t know me at all
I’m sick and tired of being forced to prove I am a human animal.

This is my life, this is my goal, to spit my rage and bury the dove
You’ll be sorry when I bring you to a world of peace and no love.

I could repeat a hundred times I have a sweet and lovely state of mind
You will only see a broken heart and a fucked up psychology, you blind
You base your judgment on my dark side, the black neko full of rage
Mostly cuz from all these streets I was the only animal to throw into a cage.

This is my life, this is my goal, to spit my rage and bury the dove
You’ll be sorry when I bring you to a world of peace and no love.

I don’t know you and I don’t want to know what are you doing there
I’m the Anarchist Artistic Autistic and I’m burned out, I give no cheers
You get a slap if you mess with an angel cuz my wings are torn
My nekomimi are dirty, my tail was unholy before you were even born.

The nekopunk apocalypse has just begun!!!

Hands to the ground, back against the wall
Once again my dark side rises and falls
My eyes have seen dozens and dozens of horrors
You better not look into my heart, you’re not hardcore

I’ll keep spitting my Weltschmerz in the face of this rotten society
I’m here to stay, clenched paws, enraged by my social anxiety
Did you say I lack oxytocin? Everything I do did done is bleed bled bled
Maybe I am the arch enemy, never hold back I’m here to speed sped sped

Hands to the ground, back against the wall
Once again my dark side rises and falls
Mood swings, shocks, from repression to depression
Fucked since I was 4, evil no one could question

I’ll keep spitting my Weltschmerz in the face of this rotten society
I’m here to stay, clenched paws, enraged by my social anxiety
Play the cat I’ll be the underdog, when I’m the alpha neko you’re a prey mouse
When I play the puppy you’re a street light, I piss on you and cover you with ooze

Hands to the ground, back against the wall
Once again my dark side rises and falls
My kind is on the brink on the extinction, hopes cut down to zero
Let me warn you, like it or not but soon yours will be too

I’ll keep spitting my Weltschmerz in the face of this rotten society
I’m here to stay, clenched paws, enraged by my social anxiety
I still don’t know what the fuck I am, just a cursed child you can’t tame
My values exist to be violated, stomped and destroyed, dying with no fame.

You could tell me time heals everything
You obviously don’t know what I am living

The only thing we have in common is, we’re just useless junk
Don’t start a war
And do not even try to tame me, you’re no match for a nekopunk
Try Tinder!!!

© Hefka

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