Donaukinder Rammstein Lyrics Novels & Stories

"You're something else, Daniel. Only you could pull off a stunt like that and live to tell the tale." He clapped me on the back, his eyes sparkling with amusement. "Let's get out of here before you get us both into trouble." As I settled into my seat, Chris hit the gas, and we sped off into the night, the radio humming to life beside us. He flipped through the stations, finally landing on a song by RKnight, also known as RN. The title, "Intrusive," echoed through the speakers, and I felt a shiver run down my spine. The lyrics seemed to mirror my own thoughts, as if the artist had somehow crawled inside my head and put my innermost turmoil into words.

I downed it in one burning gulp, welcoming the fire—until the opening chords of that song floated through the speakers. Of course. Of fucking course. A spotlight illuminated a couple near the stage, the man kneeling with a velvet box. The crowd's collective "Aww" turned my stomach. I watched through the bottom of my glass as he mouthed the same empty promises Damon had whispered against my skin just last night. "Men," I slurred to no one, tracing the rim of my glass. "All poets until they get what they want." The room tilted as I shoved off the stool. Before I realized what I was doing, I'd climbed onto the DJ's platform. "Enough with the romance crap!" My voice echoed through suddenly silen

"Whoa this will be the first time that a saint like babe was going to play with us, this will be exciting! Such an unexpected turn of events. Who abducted this cute one in here? Ah, thank you guys for bringing a nice spice for this night!" The DJ Ram showed a sly smile. He resemble an old wicked wolf plotting against a caged pet for his own amusement. The crowd chuckled at his humor. He talked as if he was asking someone yet he does not even let me speak for a moment. Who says I am going to be their clown and be willing to play with such a ridiculous game? As if he heard my thought, DJ Ram flick his fringe that almost covered his eyes. "And, of course, cowards are allowed to back out."

Alex lets me know. "Okay," I say, my voice hoarse. I hear Alex moving about, a cupboard door being opened and closed, a clinking noise and then suddenly the room is flooded with music. There is a techno beat that seems to bounce off the walls and that seems at odds with the deep voice of the singer. It takes me only a moment to realise that I am listening to German and I quickly recognise that I am listening to Rammstein's 'Du Riechst So Gut'. The music seems to pulse through me and I desperately want to feel Alex's hands on me. I hear him return and sense Alex kneeling between my legs. "Okay, Olivia, time to play, baby. I need you to take a deep breath and trust me, okay?"

The crowd quieted and Kaceyton began singing in a deep, gravelly voice DMX would have been proud of. You wanna crawl in my cave I take you on You can scuffle in my tunnel And I’ll send you home Was it me or were these lyrics somewhat suggestive? You wanna stick it in my face I’ll break it off One left, one right I bust you in half ‘Cause my fists so fast they go The trolls responded: BADA BOOM BOOM And my hips so fast they go Again the trolls joined in: ZOOM ZOOM ZOOM When shit is getting heavy Like it weighs a ton

My scream broke again Louder than the ringtone Louder than my sanity Because I came again I exploded around him like I was trying to burn myself out from the inside My body convulsed My pussy gushed My fingers twisted in the sheets like they were the only things keeping me from floating away and I cried his name over and over while my cunt pulsed around his knot like it was fucking worshipping it “Damon—Daddy—Daddy please—fuck me through it—keep going—lock me down—make me forget I ever had a phone—make me forget my fucking name—”

With a fierce battle cry, I charged into the fray, ready to take on the Forsaken and defend my brother. “Holy fucking shit, what has your brother gotten us into?!” Nero's incredulous voice echoed in my mind, his colorful language a testament to his frustration. I couldn't help but chuckle at his outburst, even as I charged into battle. I was aware of Ramses' presence, his exuberant confidence a reassuring factor in the chaos.

Yo no soy high (high), soy como el Testarossa ('rossa) Yo soy el que se la vive y también el que la goza (goza, goza) Es la cosa, mami es la cosa (cosa, cosa) El que mira sufre y el que toca goza (goza, goza) I said I like it like that I said I like it like that (rrr) I said I like it like that (woo) I said I like it like that Diamond district in the jag (I said I like it like that) Certified, you know I'm gang (I said I like it) Drop the top and blow the brains (I said I like it like that) Oh he's so handsome, what's his name? (I said I like it) "Oh my God, that was awesome! seriously you should write your song." The officers clapped for Mrs wellspring.

I smirked at him and focused on other people and nodded my head to the musician to start the music. I began to tap my hand on the microphone to follow the tempo. And I sang: The world can be a nasty place, You know it, I know it, yeah, We don't have to fall from grace, Put down the weapons you fight with, Kill 'em with kindness, Kill 'em with kindness, Kill 'em, kill 'em, kill 'em with kindness, Kill 'em with kindness, Kill 'em with kindness, Go ahead, go ahead, go ahead now,

"We're gonna ri-ri-ri-ri-rise 'til we fall We're gonna ri-ri-ri-ri-rise 'til we fall No, they don't speak our language they say we're too savage, yeah No, no we don't give a f*ck anymore We're gonna ri-ri-ri-ri-rise We're gonna ri-ri-ri-ri-rise We're gonna ri-ri-ri-ri-rise We're gonna ri-ri-ri-ri-rise 'til we fall." Lola joined in as well. "They say we're going no-no-no-no-no-no-nowhere But what they don't know know know is we don't, don't care We're gonna keepin' on, keepin' on going 'til we can't go no more We're gonna ri-ri-ri-ri-rise 'til we fall