The Lizards
Balls
T. H. C. (Seneca-Torombolo)
Everything is a lie
What do you say about life
With what you plan to revive it
With the sky that you want to control
Government, you thought < br/>That you were entering hell
So much theater that I no longer believe it
You have so much desire to fuck
Damn your reason
What are you giving me to forbid me
Lo that I can choose
Because I am free

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