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Time will show who has talent

and who’s doomed to stagnation.

We drove to the farest lands

to play in the worst squatted dogholes

in the name of an integrity often fading to nonsense

burnt out patience, tolerance

repaid by the umpteenth plain pat on the back.

No appeasement – no cash – no promotion

just the guarantee of being a brick….

to a castle whose foundations have no strength to stand up.

Forced to eat your shit

Resigned to breath morals

Reduced to sleep in your dirt

Stuck miles away from respect

Tipped as a thorn

my anger is like newborn

15 years screwed by this crowd of A-marked trash

A bullet in the head

a flame-thrower in my hands

the only way to abort this increasing mass of living dead

fill our dish with rewarmed tofu & 3 week old bread

being here to bring fun, I’m yer ideal moron

in front of our sight a loser-type mass of scumbags

lobotomized by booze, lost in few rules.

Forced to eat your shit

Resigned to breath morals

Reduced to sleep in your dirt

Stuck miles away from respect

Tipped as a thorn

my anger is like newborn

15 years screwed by this crowd of A-marked trash

A bullet in the head

a flame-thrower in my hands

the only way to abort this increasing mass of living dead

I’m tired of passing over

decay of respect = the mirror of what you hide deep inside

an abyss of mediocrity

a shadow on my sun.

I’m tired of passing over.

and I won’t be left behind.

[PS:] modern hippies on my grey-scale

mutilation of their fucking colours.