Lyrics:

Pressing the megaphone against the apostles open ear
Darkness and onanists are in attendance
I press a gun against the spectators' temples now
And my face lets out a smile every time
Saving

It's prostitution to the kids who
Listen from the right and out the left
Twins and seven colours of rainbow
It can't be saved the sorrow
I question it all, why, oh why?
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