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Spikes


Nurses bringing me the pills
Aussies beaten at the hills
My beard keeps growing beyond my sight
My will vanishes in a sigh
So tired
I'm so tired
Million drums echoes in depths
Million skaters around the sphere
They're running into a spiral death
They dance fulfilling flaming skies
Lower and lower
The elite masters

Bushido fighters exploding sphincters
Fuckers divers carry the hammer
Cop
You will be killed
Land
You will be raped
Copeland
Killed then raped
Switch
Now die

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