your talks
your thoughts
are confined in one room
your class's room
go back home
you will find new tombs
you won't know where they come from
look at the situation
find a solution
there is no confusion
between prostitution
and corruption
you had enough fun
with the whores' cunt
while we were burnt
We are not yet done
we have just begun
to see the real sun
We need you Professors
and your english spoken daughters
to slaughter
their Bulls
do you know they are fools?
all they know is how to pull
the triggers
but don't we learn from history, Misters,
how to fight them
how to bang them?
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