aAbortions and miscarriage barter for the money
Blood is the source of money
They call it omo the 'w' is invented when they speak
And they speak in their double tongue, double meaning
Converter to lizard rats, blood tumors, light spirit
I found the foundation of civilization to be a lie
No one rebuffed me
They claim to be fasting, but where is the god in sodomy
They don't see me as human, as popsicle stick
Cotton, these fields are heavenly
Blood is the source of money
They call it omo the 'w' is invented when they speak
And they speak in their double tongue, double meaning
Converter to lizard rats, blood tumors, light spirit
I found the foundation of civilization to be a lie
No one rebuffed me
They claim to be fasting, but where is the god in sodomy
They don't see me as human, as popsicle stick
Cotton, these fields are heavenly
I surmise wickedness as a mental hindrances
alimentary eventualism, quickened stupidity
The god fluid, the very ore of creation
alimentary eventualism, quickened stupidity
The god fluid, the very ore of creation
Like swimming out of an Ocean of innards
When freedom's lost, what do you have?
When freedom's lost, what do you have?
Understanding my body understanding that -
When my eyes and face twitches it's a bad omen
I need to be careful of who I meet, No adult just kids
Planning a single downfall an entire race against me -
Truth
Boy, did they stand a headless goat
It's a power tussle to be free, to be
We bend to garden to still time to move past
Caught in a head game, they waste their lives
Weed official, Pandora's box
woman bred the world and it's problem
have a single child
I walked and walked and couldn't find a human being
Mother's blood, fibroid miscarriage abortions
I walked and walked and couldn't find a human being
Mother's blood, fibroid miscarriage abortions
become tumors of the spirit World
No face man with head both in both faces
Bimodogos the dog god with a wheel for a mouth
The demons from my dreams
that prove this drown of spittle is really just a sin
Corpse company, checkered laughter
Who am I fighting against when the devil is the puppeteer
A man who would strike, would do so in a posture vulnerable
What if I sheated a lance, an angst?
How do you play on hunger?
No face man with head both in both faces
Bimodogos the dog god with a wheel for a mouth
The demons from my dreams
that prove this drown of spittle is really just a sin
Corpse company, checkered laughter
Who am I fighting against when the devil is the puppeteer
A man who would strike, would do so in a posture vulnerable
What if I sheated a lance, an angst?
How do you play on hunger?
How can people live this way?
I'm going after the daft, the ignorant
Those destined for money
Who lost it, at the last minute, damned diminutive
Living here is living in a landfill, vultures and carrions
Deviousness makes a man disgusting, ugly when caught
For they will come after your freedom
Don't commit suicide, truck on
All corporations are demonic, As it here so is it over there
run from the school life and school Astral life
When freedom's lost what do you have?
I'm going after the daft, the ignorant
Those destined for money
Who lost it, at the last minute, damned diminutive
Living here is living in a landfill, vultures and carrions
Deviousness makes a man disgusting, ugly when caught
For they will come after your freedom
Don't commit suicide, truck on
All corporations are demonic, As it here so is it over there
run from the school life and school Astral life
When freedom's lost what do you have?
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