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will not show us the Grail, we shall take your
castle by force!
GUARD:  You don't frighten us, English pig-dogs!  Go and boil your
bottoms, sons

blood-soaked laurels
A new frontier of sorrow, tomorrow
I see the end
ICBM

Hemorrhage, Hemorrhage
The very last of your leverage
I'm gonna build hell for you

the top (over the top)
Enough's enough now, fuck the pigs, over the slop (I'm over it)
I'm like Stallone with the hat back, over the top (uh)
But I don't

Think on look sharp, been parred - binned off 

Slept on, ripped off
Now it's my time and I'm pissed off 
Feed em to the pigs like brick top 

There Ain't

straight down 
Going straight down 
Death from above's not far beyond our reach 

We used to have a set of laurels to fall on 
But now that comfort's flyin'

full
Of supple, tasty pigs
Who roast, with garlic and vinegar
And pair so well with wine
I can smell the brine
Of their sweaty consciences
Blaming me for

A-O-K-I
This is Kon Psy homemade pastry, blow in your face
Now did you like the taste
It's kinda setback, past step forth, hefty pig your breath short
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