| Withered inner life, infected my BIOS
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| Inside me the binary code decomposes the virus
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| Swallowing MDMA wheel, want my heart to beat
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| Reload DNA - fight, digital dampness in the grave
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| Blood flows in megabits through the optical fiber to the floor
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| Your slut puts my photos on the desktop
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| I loaded a Trojan into a clip, the global network is my trunk
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| I take a breath like a diver and dive into Thor
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| In the Deep Web, the body dissolved faster than in acid
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| Under the dob Internet - Jesus crucified on the cross
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| Defragmented people, but sunk into oblivion
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| Fatal Error, I'm de-energized and I'm already at the bottom
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| My organs and tissues disintegrated into pixels
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| Feelings and memories were digitized on a floppy disk
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| So close was all this time the meaning of the universe
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| I'm alive and dead, in this game the ultimate dream has come
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| Don't heal our blunt, black glack is charged
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| You can't run away, we're one step ahead
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| Don't heal our blunt, black glack is charged
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| You can't run away, we're one step ahead
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| Throw three bags of heads into a Louis Vuitton bag
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| In the crypt we smoke a skinny bitch under her trembling moan
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| Between reality and dream, flying over the autumn park
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| Splitting everything around with Tony Stark's arrogance
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| Faces of death will clear up, freaks in black lenses in hell
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| Pale bastards with Uzis and bloody grills in the castle
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| Our goods are carried by birds at the bell of an old pipe
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| Hello Moto, 330 to Illinois on Suzuki
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| It's winter here for half a year, what the hell is a landmark to the west?
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| Darkness enveloped us, even more than Black Sabbath types
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| Darkness behind the scenes, and a couple of bodies disappeared in the slam
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| The joint is smoking, and the clouds of smoke are heading towards the stage
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| Do not take our staff without asking, the dead have questions for you
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| The Nile will be painted with the color of the sea, braiding death scythes
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| From the first to the last dose, let's be reborn
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| Natural selection, rose thorns will poison the weak
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| Don't heal our blunt, black glack is charged
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| You can't run away, we're one step ahead
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| Don't heal our blunt, black glack is charged
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| You can't run away, we're one step ahead
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| Ghetto goth between my lungs, I smoke - the world turns black
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| I'll leave your body somewhere among the worms, nerd
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| She whispers: "Take us", emptiness in the oval of the eyes
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| When I stood on the stage, her thoughts were calling us
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| I'm depressed in my eyes, white Siemens marble in my hand
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| I smoke when it rains, looking for meaning among the rot
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| She whispers "rape", my body is in a pyramid
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| An hour ago I met doom, but now with a style pack (creature)
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| Under the sound of rain, he took out his blunt, and only reached the tonsils
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| Her body was dark, her skin is clear, like a wild lily of the valley
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| Nasty skinny bastard, I've been cremated three times
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| I cry to Nirvana, they spit pieces of meat in my back
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| And two people in masks load the body into the body
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| It's hard to argue about tastes without language
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| I smoke shit, now I'm way above ground
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| Pigeon mail, dead handwriting, tearing suckers to shreds
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| Don't heal my blunt, don't touch the sarcophagus
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| You can't run away, I'm one step ahead
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| Don't heal my blunt, don't touch the sarcophagus
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| You can't run away, I'm one step ahead
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| Don't heal my blunt, don't touch the sarcophagus
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| You can't run away, I'm one step ahead
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| Don't heal my blunt, don't touch the sarcophagus
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| You can't run away, I'm one step ahead |