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spiritually driven (Free verse) by Crakyamuni
Flawed but fundamental, partners in peace
I sense the seething of a more covert beast
Dystopia in style
paper tigers for blessing
How will we package the JUJU were pressing?
My eyes,general, are being obstructed
This uneven pupil can sense that we mucked it
These words will not reach them,
time will not heal them
But the love they have gathered
will invite you to steal them
Together we loot hope,death, and wealth
Fuck the old gaurd of Northrop,401k, and stealth
Break em, shake em, and fuck em real good
make love to your point scale, like a good demon should
Bear us your dark heart, in all it's injustice
we'll sing the sad songs of the dead and combusted
Dance with me general, dance like you care
and we'll demolish the good things
and pretend we're not there
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