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Excavating the Iliac Fossa

Lyrics

Deeply engaged into this murder
I'm the man
No big deal, when fairy tale is closed

Choking, million, fortune
I'm the scum of hate
Money, all rights
I'm the one, trashed in vain

Your life goes to the clitoris
This I must
This I'm giving all your pleases
And this lust

Choking, million, fortune
I'm the scum of hate
Money, all rights
I'm the one, trashed in vain

Cobalt in my heart
My soul is abused
Spastic anesthesia
Pussy aroma
My stomach is good
This I made the truth

Choking, million, fortune
I'm the scum of hate
Money, all rights
I'm the one, trashed in vain

True believers send their sons
A masquerade
And we all say in pain
To be their gods
This I'm making

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