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If i climb that mountain i won't come down again if i cross this ocean i'd never come back again 'cause it makes no sense living sick this way fighting against people we really don't care They have no freedom they can't really choose my friend said beggars don't ever choose Media shit fills their heads they are dead already dead They want me to buy their shit they want us to think their ways all this pain forever in vain it's driving me insane You're talking shit out of us i sometimes touch goddess' hands but tell me what have you done? tell me fool who are you?
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Lavoisin 02:52
At the same time Lavoisin Took off her velvet cloak Untied the golden belt And appeared almost nude behind clear veils Layed on the doomed altar the abbot caressed her hair, it fell like a dark waterfall Between her bust was the silver cup on the pubis Layed the crucifix He beg on his knees powers of hell to appear In a hand the black host The other slid over slowly as she moaned the master hand slid slow over her lustful bust As she moaned, as she moaned, as she moaned Lavoisin held the host Between the tighs The abbot went down and ate Body and Blood of Satan the lady clutched his head yelling moans (like A dark spiel in the quiet night) Her body twisted Her hips moved up and down As she begged in screams The abbot to come in her He fell on her She Shaked with the attack Once he satisfied her lewdness the abbot raised arms To the stars, to the stars, to the stars…
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Some are gone but they keep coming riding iron horses of murder People are sold in the polls Earth dies under their roads They got the machine that squeezes my soul and body out in pieces they put their laws on dirty papers i can't stand it, i won't take it Nothing's enough, it won't be over i hear riding horses of murder They got the machine that squeezes my soul and body out in pieces they put god on a paper i can't stand it, i won't take it Nothing's enough, it won't be over i hear riding horses of murder
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You're buying death and slavery turning on the enemy in your tv you're killing people in Africa you buy cheap they got ill Erase corporations from your head The world is not what they say Erase corporations from your head you'd better use your brain You say things never change and take it all as it comes you do believe it's the best then your children will be next Erase corporations from your head The world is not what they say Erase corporations from your head you'd better use your brain
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I wasn't one of them in that small town you grow down when you grow up in a small town There was nobody to save out of them they talked and drove but they really were apes Burning torches and hidden daggers were in their heads then a day came when they fucked everything else The land didn't grow green for sixteen years the sky was grey for almost thirty eight There were no jobs no savings, no loans the rich chocke'em and left for other lands They got huge villas in the east their servants were yellow and fierce It all began like a rumour It ended soon, the whites were done My neighbours scaped too but every place they reached was fucked just the same They died in the dusty roads where the flies of cholera grew big of their blood
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We must die remember that we'll become just another part take a minute to realize how small you are Nothing will matter anymore no more angry eyes and dirty souls you could shoot your mind away a billion light years into the void They think they'll live forever but they're already rotten our sons gonna grow their flowers over their abandoned houses Life doesn't matter anymore they made it unbearable Mother nature never lied i only follow her commands They think they'll live forever but they're already rotten our sons gonna grow their flowers over their abandoned houses

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Este conjunto de canciones se llaman product0 como una (mala) ironía anticonsumista y también contra ellas mismas, que no dejan de ser formas terminadas (productos) que contienen, a lo mejor, destellos de algo mayor.

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released February 3, 2012

photos by Patrick van Riessen, lotta thanx!

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Esto es una colección/catálogo/netlabel. Interested in weird music. Ask:
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