Gorgeous gallon of corrosive acid
melt away my fears and mistakes
trust me not for what I take
believe in the sense of body destruction.
God is one and humans are one in the same
but one in the same is not the same as one,
realizing as you're feeling the gun,
it's no fun it's not fun to stare at the sun.
Patterns of spirals and elliptic circles
mass moderation the whole is ingenuine,
individuals mixed-in, positive sin.
Communism cares about treating you wrong,
you're forced to play the equality song.
Madness mongers between doctors, nurses, all
paid the same waste of life remembering curses.
The country that thrives kills off their weak
sending them off to the Communist clique.
There the boring and meek live for fashion and chic
playing in the creek, surviving off those
who climb the Capitalist peak,
the very one that they oppose.
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