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"The street is my world |
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and the real world that I've to deal with everyday, |
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Believe me.. if I start to murdering people |
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there'll be none of you left" |
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[Charles Manson] |
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Everything is going to deteriorate more and more! |
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They buy futures, |
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they sell futures where there's no future! |
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Everybody is preparing to thread one finger |
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into the ex-planet of God's ass |
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and then they taste it! |
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I am here with my nose in the earth |
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and I'm here from the beginning of times! |
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They cry and they needs help, but nobody is around |
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They are alone! They are the perfect sons of God! |
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There's nothing outside! |
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No illusions! |
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God likes to watch: he's a prankster! |
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he gives man instincts... |
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he gives this extraordinary gift |
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just for fun! |
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He fix the rules in opposition: |
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watch but don't touch, |
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touch but don't taste, |
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taste but don't swallow |
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and while you are jumping from one foot to the next |
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he's laughing! |
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[chorus:] |
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Bellum Omnium Contra Omnes |
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Bis Vincit Qui Se Vincit in Victoria |
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Et Satan Ridet! |
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Omnia est malis est! |
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Et Satan Ridet! |
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[Satan:] |
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I am here with my nose in the earth |
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and I'm here from the beginning of times! |
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I have cultivated every feelings men can try |
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My interest is for what men really desires and I never judged him |
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'cause I never refused him! |
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Even if he's full of damned imperfections |
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I'm a men fanatic! |
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I'm an humanist! |
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The last of humanists! |
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Everything, everything is mine! |
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This is my time! |
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This is our time! |
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Panic flights to death |
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Death flights to the cosmo |