sexta-feira, 23 de outubro de 2015

Nonsense

Angel Bitch, you could have stayed a little bit
Angel with putrid and smelly wings, you make me so sick
So weak, we had to go through it,
It's only part of the proccess, they call it progress,
It's just the worst part of the industry, brainwashing,
It's all about fucking, but the main goal is just to fuck your mind,
Well, I guess I found out your little dirty trick,
I got the prize, and paid the price, probably paid twice,
But I am above you now, I got this chip out of my system,
All, is out of sight

Porno, Porno, Porno,
Second most effective tool
To tame all the fools
Only losing to education
Perfect combination, of all the systematic forms of programation

It becomes a habit,
If you don't get away fast,
It will get too deep inside you,
It will fuck you up from the core,
You won't be yourself anymore,
Just a sick puppet, waiting, and wiling to do anything,
For more, for more, for more

Angel Bitch, you are only sixteen,
You fooled all them, they all thought you were a virgin
Turns out you all are so corrupted, in a way or another,
On hedonism, exibicionism, or like a pin - up
A lame, femme fatale, whatever, you are a part of it
I don't know why I still even bother, it's all just a industry, the wrost kind
I gotta get away, I must not care, I must find, some peace of mind

Angel, Bitch, your wings, are so putrid
So corrupted, you belong to them, and you don't even realize it
You play their game, and you don't even see it
I can't save you, can't even save myself,
Learning to be detached, anyway, why should I care?

Angel, Bitch, when you try to fly,
You will fall, back on the same mud you came from
Then maybe you will learn, but then it will be too late,
I learned all about them, so now I am above them,
I guess that at least from this perspective, I can say I was saved

I see zombies, watching, repeat, repeat, it never cease
In many different fashions, but still always the same thing,
Only mindless zombies, repeat, repeat, repeat, incessantly
Then now you are reduced to this, they got you in your weakest spot,
You are no longer a man, just a slave
Part of the dehumanization proccess, they call it progress
Well, I no longer give a damn,
Not really my problem, good luck
Or should I say, good fuck?
After all, it's all about fucking

Fucking your Will,
Fucking your mind,
You are too fucked up, how can you say you are a virgin?
I don't know if you are fooling anyone, but you are not fooling me, not anymore
And they are now so enslaved, so erased, they only need more, so feed them,
You must feed them, so they will work, they need more,
Always more, always more, always more,
I don't really care anymore, got too detached
So good luck, as you all get fucked up

All you, behind your masks of respectable man,
All you bitches, behind your masks of innocent women,
I can see what you really are, so weak, so sick,
Stay away from me

Porno, Porno, Porno
Yeah, I also had to go thought it,
But I went through it, it did not went through me,
So now I am free, and you my angels, are just more meat, to feed
The greed, of our greatest industry
And you all, my friends,
This is where it ends,
You are only tools, only fools,
And you all think you are so cool.....

Well, I despite you, stay away from me,
I can't stand, your stench,
For your stench, is now their stench



Now I see, now I see it all
All, you all will fall
All, now, is out of sight

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