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Bastards, bastards
Dead in life here I am
Tortured by the infamy of the predator
And his ambition to come to power and annihilate
Sometimes I want to vomit when I see
That people are good until
They achieve their obsession
Pigs carried away with their desire to climb
They are the sick mass that make mediocrity
Art of this shit
Of so many mockery and lies
Rotten of the AIDS rats
Who want to annul you
And let the governments steal
And they want to exploit you
They want to intimidate us with their
Stupid persecution
Today being young is a sin
It is being a drug addict or a criminal
But we will spill every last one
Drop of blood
Bastards, bastards
Dead in life here I am
Tortured by the infamy of the predator
There is only corruption
Violation of your morals,
Saturated to carry on your shoulder
All that burden that is just a
Pile of rubble
Marginalized, stripped, everything is the same now
I don't care at all
Let them shit themselves