Foetus je defierais quiconque Beaucoup plus grosses que des balles de ping-pong jme frappe le torse comme king kong je charge kom Mohamed Tyson et ding
stood up proud Then why tonight have you thrown in with the stoning crowd? I?ll breathe through the foetus of a new day kicking... The foetus of a new
All my cells start to change and my body has new life molecules that will die that heredity has left to me I'll be a cell among motors as a cell
I will go far away beyond the limits of the air towards the immensity above the astronauts towards the interstellar station.
I've bought a lot of women in my life on all the beds I've left a lot of sweat how many unwanted children have gone down the drain closed in cement
I wasn't yet born and I felt the heartheat and that my life was born in hate I drag myself slowly inside the human body down thru the veins going
A nucleus splits itself and there are two lives and four and eight again in the right order a magic magic process maybe a blind process or maybe
My eyes are mechanical my heart is made of plastic my brain is mechanical the taste is sinthetic my fingers are mechanical made of moon dust in
Thousands of years of sleep have blocked me in my cradle and now I retur. something changed I'm not aware of signals of life and yet I'm aware of
The thought ways are weak the voice is marble and cement and I live in spite of myself... It's hard to get the controls going, all I can see is fog
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President (1809-1817)] Foetus god descends in silence a bastard deity for us to believe blasphemy of gen collage in backward sombre involution Foetus
Cloying blackness, within the womb, unwanted child's fleshly tomb. Umbilicus, a weaved choke, hung in time, frail neck is broke. Aborted form's placenta
Foetus god descends in silence a bastard deity for us to believe blasphemy of gen collage in backward sombre involution Foetus god abortion of the Diine
up proud Then why tonight have you thrown in with with the stoning crowd? I breathe through the foetus of a new day kicking The foetus of a new day kicking
If Moses had heard about it There would've been another commandment Thou shalt not slaver on thine cadaver Whilst all thine fat is in the fire This isn
Heh, heh, gets pretty lonely round here Nothin' cept maw and some gators I'm goin' go get me some o' that city hot horse Yeah, huh, huh some Yeah, huh
