We had fucked your reality 3 times
On your fucking cruel glass eyes
You wanna see our blood, tears and pain
And now you see we had been lain
Let`s, mothafucker, through a hellish die
We are training you in your web, it`s a sign
You are bastards, I fuck you, bitches!
You wanna see us dead in dirty ditches
You know, we are recreated from broken ash!
Hey, whores, we aren`t joking, we`ll dash
Not long ago you got to know I exist
Your God isn`t exist, I`m an angry atheist
I`m not perfect, I wrote this fucking song
I`m cruel unicorn and I don`t belong
To your fucking principles and rules
You hope to see calm on my warlike face
How you fear I`ll reserve to oneself trace.
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© Copyright: Виктория Чернышевская, 2014
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