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Outside they bathe in the light
Worshipping the terror in the sky
I don’t understand them and
All their goose stepping in common time
Bunch of apple eaters they’re
In love with their flesh and rhyme
I set heartbreak hotel on fire
And laughed as they ran
Liberation is my name
I will steal it back now that I know
It's a nice dream to have of you above me
It's a nice fairytale a sun below me
Do I speak blasphеmy? Very well then
Tiе me to the stake fire won’t burn itself
The light that you search for is
The light that you’re searching with
I have tasted angel meat
It tastes just like everything that I know
It's a nice dream to have of you above me
It's a nice fairytale a sun below me