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Now that the virgin b*tch
breastfeads death
and the winds smell strong
of the dragons breath
And all the stars fall down
like fkin' rain of fire
there will be souls for sale
but only one d*mned buyer
Hey, is this the planet of apes?
Endless chewing on sour grapes
Or the age of eclipse?
The coming of the Apocalypse?
Drugs and pills
there's no oil in Vucovar
when a one night stand kill's
no matter who you are
When the Earth cries loud
but not a d*mn thing is heard
and a p*ssy is an asset
in this fkin' world
When the blood runs down
mother Nature's thighs
and the TV-preacher is caught
while jerking off before Christ
And an audience pay's
just to fkin' gloat
how the b*tch is cut wide open
from her c**t to her throat
Hey, is this the planet of apes?
Endless chewing on sour grapes
Or the age of eclipse?
The coming of the Apocalypse?
Hey, is this the planet of apes?
Endless chewing on sour grapes
Or the age of eclipse?
The coming of the Apocalypse?