We can't spit out all this words
We can't express this thoughts
Life is an empty bottle
I can feel it all around
I can't say all these words
No one feels when I fall
Through a spiral down
Time is a poacher in our minds
I must say all of these words
This keeper feels not so well
'cause the cells fade
When the crows fly above the crowd
The…last army of roots thoughts
Is going to march into the blank minds
To search and destroy any living cell
And fill them with masked paradigms and fake dogmas
So they’ll get a pile of ass kisser clowns
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