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black propaganda - hit the mass كلمات الأغنية

clock hands dividing bodies
tear apart all future programs of my mind
anxiety takes compact and spongy forms
absorb your life skim collapsing
give up any decision

i’ve got to my sacrifice
and no one matters any longer
in my f-cking pleasure i’ll watch bleeding your perfect mouth

you know
no more pleasure

wait while your heart is beating behind your eye-sockets
the axe that shears your face

temples under pressure… looks lost in emptiness
my war is made of awareness
dumbness occupies me… freedom of thought defeated
where do you hide your unexisting solution?

we’ve seen so many
an instant of consciousness
invaded by reality… a nasty sensation

i hit in the m-ss
i hit inside the m-ss

i’ll break my pain with a bullet and maybe the endless circle
i’ll get there alone having nothing to lose
to interrupt myself each time i remember, when i find strength
it’s so f-cking real

until i almost recover the rhythm of my life
in a real and pessimistic limbo

you know
no more pleasure
i’ll toast the sun of a new day

i hit in the m-ss
i hit inside the m-ss

following a car that’s filled by a coffin
nauseated i consider this useless run to pleasure

- black propaganda

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