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A.I.D.S.

Close the door behind your back

You live disease your selfish quack

My course of faith has changed forever

Don’t know which path will make me better

They call it plague of gays and junkies

And prostitutes of the 3rd world countries

They always find someone to blame

A person at whom they just can aim

Refrain:

This mortal sickness that we all know

Where people unscarred help it to grow

A mother with her child inside

Already victim of an old men’s pride

They donate blood and now they kill

Infest a sickness just like a drill

There is no one to purify

And give the sickness all to die

Send me with millions into a rich world

It could not touch me that’s what I heard

But now the beast runs right inside me

When will I die, when will it find me

Refrain