I’m back in this place where the moon rejoices at the hearing of melodious lullabies sung into the cranium of crying babies who are stuck to mother’s backs at the...
We are fathers of insanity Rowing down these boats to the land of charity Like Zombies on the streets walking slow. But our infections on the body makes you low....
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