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Your blood is allowed now, right?
This is war – your words, not mine.

Play it in reverse, nothing is done,
Celebrate their grief.

Blood red art – Clocks and trees.
Smoke out of holes, skin made of lies.
Blood red art – Udders and teeth,
Milk dripping everywhere,

Reverse it, do it now!

What's done will be forgotten,
Dead and buried – covered with grass.
And the saddest heartbreaking poems will be
Followed by beats of trance.

Blood Red Art – Clocks and Udders
Flash made of grief!
When you'll reverse it – it will matter
Until than there is no relief.

Blood Red Art – Trees and Mobiles
Sings the black suited cow,
Just reverse it, god damn it,
Reverse it, Do it now!

Mobilize your children,

There's no place for me in heaven,
I won't give up without a fight.
What's done is now forgotten
Dead and covered with grass,
Reverse it, play it faster,
Reverse it, at least do it once.

Blood Red Art – Teeth and Milk
There is nothing for you more to take.
Blood Red Art – Tears and semen,
Served as a side dish to your steak.

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