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Hypocrites Travellers Of InsecurityI Don’t Believe, I Don’t Believe You AnymoreYou’re Like A Wheel Of Satan’s Trap Every Moment Of Yours Is A Magic Before Our Eyes I Will Not Let Any Of Your Dreams To Become Reality Again So Don’t Baptise Your Ideas And Believes Democracy And Freedom In The End Your Love Will Be Dead And You’ll Remain Alone With Satan Drinking Your Own Jewish Blood And Now That You’ve Lost Your God And Every Living Shit Is Upon You I Want You To Scream: “Where Are My Brothers Of My Land… My Brothers Of My Land!” |