A beginning unlike unrest If we slave An even end or froth At the mouth
We slave our hands Our brains our spines Spineless prayer perverse Force and vision
Don't skew me I'm so prone In a shadow my focus My shadow it belongs to you My blood, you my beloved
Now cursed and (un)even That taste seems old Or a triumph of infection I'd say I'm guilty
Of corruption On this less than silly gesture Not a world Not in part
But entirely the lust Thrust itself Our hands our brains our spines We this collective
Crowning conscious endeavor achievement My internal strife Manufactured cancer Abuses physically
Upon my body Abuses mentally Without any forecast Or result consequence
Only impulse And you ask me to be a man Only a monkey can defend a man Only a monkey can defend a manTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
