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- Над треком работали
- bronsun
- Альбом
- CYBERNETIC DEADER
- Текст
- When it all was coming to an end,
Planet upgraded and dissapeared,
Has come the terroriser-dreaded,
And obscure closed so near.
(...he made them to believe...)
Fuck tomorrow, fucking sorrow!
...Believe someone open door.
Fuck tomorrow, fucking system!
....Believe someone enter fucking "fridge"!
I saw them middle...in a middle...in a middle...bow to none!
"Let" us a freedom to live your life,
Go on and do it with your on mind,
It hear your... near yourself...it fear you...
...your mind...
Fucking sorrow, fuck tomorrow!
...Believe someone open door.
Fuck tomorrow, fucking system!
....Believe someone enter fucking "fridge"!
I saw us middle...in a middle...in a middle...bow to none!
This emperor made us as slaves,
Gave us an instinct to kill...and penetrate,
To see the problem look inside...
It is inside... choping off our mind.
Mona'-Terrorisa are
Fond of, fond of, fond of us-slaves,
Mona'-Terrorisa construct
Your, YOur, YOUr, YOUR...our, our raves!
Kings and queens, and fucking rules,
Make their nations became fools,
And every who once understand what problem real is
Subscribe a sentence to himself with........(all nation)