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Текст песни I Mother Earth - Production

I Mother Earth - Production слова песни




This manMay have a shitloadTo proveHe`s got to settle a scoreAgainst the grooveInfinite orgasmLike endless joy and painThunder to my earsLike a holy rainAn aural wall of wakingAwash in purple paintAnd a diggingOf the flowers in your yardElectric rays of healingIntensify the feeling of hatredTowards the things you sayI ain`tFear a man-childHis soul and semenPathetic thoughts he thinksForeverHeard you caused a landslideWalking homeSoon slide the man-childUnder your coatProduct of your generationProduct of your masturbationProduct of a master planProduct of a holy manProduct of infanticideProduct of decaying mindsProduct of mass corruptionThe productAnd its production

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