Violence and civil strife
Nations must be numb
They normalize,
you can speak quietly
An audience, in my stasishead
Like a pigmy size worm
He cuts down,
He removes all.
I’m falling asleep...
I’m not prepared to pay...
Now I’m a slave…..
...And I stand for it.
They feed us with psychose seed,
In your eyes, the poison.
Dig me discretly,
smile gently
Good citizen.
I Stand right for symetry
Nothing must exceed…
I cut Deeply,
Massivly
I don’t exceed….
I’m not prepare to pay...
Now I’m a slave…..
...And I stand for it.
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