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It's embarrassing to see you wave that flag

When you try to give yourself a navigated tone

You fix your damp collar a wring of blood to your dick

You'd like it but it will not work

You try to make me feel guilty

For never never having had

An identity, a defined and conformed middle class sexuality

All the uniforms are shit, all the ideals are shit

Love and this nation have forced us in a chain of sperm and blood

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A bastard angel will take me away from the fat tummy of God

He will be the precise sniper that will center my weak chest

A bastard angel will lick my wound while your hand will leave me

While your hand will leave me bleeding on the floor

Walk around my smashed skull

Walk around my disabled strength

I don't want to die so I can see

Your flesh crumble, your chest open

The right road's the lie of intellectual and criminals

Love won't give life to

The children we've never had

Love won't give life to this job that will bury us

Dissidents, passionate lovers, and combed proud soldiers

Don't ask me more questions because I have no memory,

because I never will