I'm gonna give you one more chanceNow if you want
Whispered ravens stab rhythm and bluesKick off your flares and
You said everything revolves around a certain principleYou said everything
I am city
I am the park
I am glow
In the mother
You're turning, yeah I think you're really turning nowYou're moving
Tantric sex magic fills a hole in my soulTragic nymphonics
Divine the killingSublime terrorist, gentle gnasherWe are alone, we are
Get off the streets and rise from the pressureAnd burst
Will God help us when South Africa burns?We're vicious creatures
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