Chop Up
"chop up"
Majestically walk
Chop up
Majestically walk
To see your strengths
Under the son of the sun
Glimmering the rotten land
For freedom
Always relative to power
The son replays
I’m that exists a priori
Bedrock, supreme, no embellishment
Where apology
To you three breasts,
Required, in different to denial or challenge
Within the poor majority
To the rag wears
And the tear drinkers
Let you die
Under the father fasces
Because you didn’t planned to become
The king of the land
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