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message to all bitches
please survive
message to all bitches
please survive
has it in some way enriched your life?
has it in some way enriched your life?
Radio Gauche is right, you have worms in your brain...
Radio Gauche is right, you have worms in your brain...
'Marika... Is this... what it is... to sin?
Will things... never be the same... again?'
'Marika... Is this... what it is... to sin?
Will things... never be the same... again?'
Two little kittens on a walk. No bib No crib No problem
Two little kittens on a walk. No bib No crib No problem
'And then you see it. As it strangles and beats your friends to death... the sweetest, most courageous people in the world,' he's silent for a second. 'You see the fear and power in its eyes. Then you *know*.'
'What?'
'That the bourgeoisie are not human.'
'And then you see it. As it strangles and beats your friends to death... the sweetest, most courageous people in the world,' he's silent for a second. 'You see the fear and power in its eyes. Then you *know*.'
'What?'
'That the bourgeoisie are not human.'
I'm back... shit heads
I'm back... shit heads
'Time does only one thing: it moves on.'
'Time does only one thing: it moves on.'
Once you go out into society, your meager level of humanity will be called into question.
Once you go out into society, your meager level of humanity will be called into question.
You are the night, you are the ocean.
You are the light behind the cloud.
You are the night, you are the ocean.
You are the light behind the cloud.
As if he recalled that he's, in fact, a decorated police lieutenant, and not a naughty boy.
As if he recalled that he's, in fact, a decorated police lieutenant, and not a naughty boy.
GET A JOB
STAY AWAY FROM HER
GET A JOB
STAY AWAY FROM HER
All your followers are blind
Too much heaven on their minds
It was beautiful, but now it's sour
Yes, it's all gone sour
All your followers are blind
Too much heaven on their minds
It was beautiful, but now it's sour
Yes, it's all gone sour
Once you go out into society, your meager level of humanity will be called into question.
Once you go out into society, your meager level of humanity will be called into question.
Our father, who art in Hell
Unhallowed, be thy name
Our father, who art in Hell
Unhallowed, be thy name
'What is United States?
What is the purpose of the President?'
'I'm Japanese. How the hell should I know?'
'What is United States?
What is the purpose of the President?'
'I'm Japanese. How the hell should I know?'
No, no, no, no...
I need to do better than this! This'll never kill a god.
I can do better than this! It needs to slay a bloody god!
No, no, no, no...
I need to do better than this! This'll never kill a god.
I can do better than this! It needs to slay a bloody god!
Run away! Run away! Run away!
Run away! Run away! Run away!
Run away! Run away! Run away!
Run away! Run away! Run away!
Run away! Run away! Run away!
Run away! Run away! Run away!
SUGGESTION -- Brother, you should put me in front of a firing squad. I have no words for how I failed you.
SUGGESTION -- Brother, you should put me in front of a firing squad. I have no words for how I failed you.
'And then you see it. As it strangles and beats your friends to death... the sweetest, most courageous people in the world,' he's silent for a second. 'You see the fear and power in its eyes. Then you *know*.'
'What?'
'That the bourgeoisie are not human.'
'And then you see it. As it strangles and beats your friends to death... the sweetest, most courageous people in the world,' he's silent for a second. 'You see the fear and power in its eyes. Then you *know*.'
'What?'
'That the bourgeoisie are not human.'
Turn and go forward. Do it for the working class.
'I will try.'
Turn and go forward. Do it for the working class.
'I will try.'
And when you fall we will come and raise you up, bud from you, banner-like, blossom from you and carry you apart in a sky funeral. In honour of your passing. (But not me, because I am just a leaf eater.)
And when you fall we will come and raise you up, bud from you, banner-like, blossom from you and carry you apart in a sky funeral. In honour of your passing. (But not me, because I am just a leaf eater.)
It don't matter. N-None of this matters.
It don't matter. N-None of this matters.
But life's not a wheel
with chains made of steel
so bless me! o bless me! bless me!
come the dawn, come the dawn...
But life's not a wheel
with chains made of steel
so bless me! o bless me! bless me!
come the dawn, come the dawn...