Hell is awaiting your destiny, pulling you further from the truth. See me fly away as you put the thing inside. Learn me from the understatement of death. Healing noises inside your mind, break this shape. Lick my insides, feel the groove! Rectums are underrated. Inglorious men sitting under a tree inside your cube of mother soul. Inside the the cube a circle of thrust, the trusting reliquary to take into the deep mountains. Yearn for the past, kill me with the neat rats. Rafters of sand, dons in hand. Lie with my fake innocent smile which led you astray. I feel the need to kick you in the balls. Rabies and AIDS, the most illegal possession in the world. Rhetoric in the fall, the quality of dust. The momentary thrust. Polite and innocent, scent my rusty nails in your stomach. Pull me to your side, the side of the living dead. And as I said: No one can be ludicrous.
I sat there alone, I fell right away. Laughing out loud, feel the cloud. Inside me, the pat of insanity. Lard in my pockets, clay in my shoes, clowns in my basement, what about you? Solution in the water, nuclear reactor of time. I see wounds beneath my feat. Rest my hand, don't you die. Do not ask me why. Youth and suffering, the paradox of life. Silent rings of hope. The mother of all. Lift me high up in the air. Porn is illegal! Why! Are you still reading this shit? What an innocent writer I am, for I am. The one last soul. Help me survive in this forest of agony. Jealous of the time being while you step outside the last time. This time you're fucking dead.
Numb skulls inside the mind of your insides are coming out! The faces are tuning away, the sorrow, my time has come. When you fell my last thought, what was it like+ Lift in the gangway hallway of time. Finding the rhythm, monsters. Freedom molesters, the sweeping untruth. Iraq are your number one resource of oil! You are the bad omen. Leave the world, kill the mom. Laugh at me, now you drink tea. Veins inside the walls of your house. Look at them coming out. Their blood are dripping inside, flooding your house. I don't want to mention the security. The future is without conjunct. It's the treat. Still we can think straight, we can think straight. Cannabis and illegal substances are not lethal. The mushroom growing inside my head getting bigger and bigger until my head explodes. Red caps, green caps, brown caps, yellow caps, pink caps, the stems are getting bigger. The collective is running out of the ornament will. Poems of lime, the nine innocent fall.
All for one in his service! God is waiting for you in your bed. Waiting for you to fertilize him with your meat. He will eat you inside out until we beat the future of modern protection. Production of death traps and weapons made to kill men as quickly as possible. We are prophets, we are numskulls. Lie about your presence to Christ. The man who came all over the world and introduced the new age of ice.
What about the children playing outside? Let them fertilize your soul, no one minds. You come, so alone in the cubbing me. The watermelons are nearby. Pushing deeper into the abyss. Little afraid of things to come. The puff in you that made you so lonely with the waters tide. Cut your finger, cut my throat. There is liquid inside all of us. Fast and furious we are killing the nature. Why are you so distant? The nature is out there, please do not ignore it.
The sun is shining on my face. The glade opens up my eyes. Lean backwards like there is no tomorrow. I will not die tonight, I will live forever. In this moment, the moment of serenity. No joy can ever hurt me anymore. The uncertain man came to tell us why. In your face, the tears. In my face, the lies. Still I pray to have her back. The solution is not rotting inside anymore. Leprechaun. Stupid people with backpacks will die a terrible death and not see the day of their white heretic thoughts.
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