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letra de foreign affairs - cursed skank

it is the return of the fallen desperate times come calling
brawling yet again where it climbs the ladder that’s falling

640 aboard an air force cargo
crammed and alive while it’s still flying low
petrified and numb
they’re humans not a garbage truck fetching on your dump
jumping onto a half open ramp
cleaning their bl–dy faces with sweaty clothes that are damp
turning it into a red rugged swamp
the thoughts on violence they imply
the stars fall to the ground when they die
but you can see the corpses falling from the sky
they pry into foreign affairs
treacherous lairs of d-ck sucking pr-cks who don’t seem to care
how the f-ck you dare
airlifts that created breeze in amidst the state’s efforts that are squeezed
neither the deprived but their souls released
and cease and desist the deceased
what the f-ck taliban why aren’t you pleased
they come undone don’t heed the warnings generates painful mornings
torment a horde men falling prey to omnipotent opponents
rotten rodents impure dopants they clot tents dense motherf-ckers
augment martyr’s lament potent enough to downtrodden
just where a mob ends
the terror is born struck back spreading scorn
born in a garden of th-rns sworn to make the world mourn
tearing the torn with no home corpses lying in the lawn
bringing ieds and d30’s along
soviet’s machinery is gone
tali’s showering rpgs at home
rendering the people to abscond
bending their keys and breaking the bonds, poof then i’m gone
turning the ambiance into ash i run
rough and tough are the rash times they c-nt
blatantly they gash and dash i’m shun
that being the baseline that’s past they won
i gotta do jihad
so i drop a bomb at baghdad
atharv flip the beat like the afghan government
bring the people to safety in the world’s covenant
we’ve been doing this for a while now
take a gun to the chest fore i bow
when the state’s ideals are to rule over a mass
i plead glackity gow pop goes the head that’s sharia in a nutsh-ll wow
i’ve been patiently waitin’ to talk about this
before this topic dies in a cloud please
so you bomb an afghan the president ran to uzbekistan
cash count in tashkent ah man
what the f-ck is wrong with taliban
they’ve never been a fan of democracy and in my mind as i see and honestly
the people that are dying is the fault of fallacy
and a lot of these policies and the guts of the place
filled with i-slamming blasphemy
they are a religious regime and any amount of military
is gonna leave an obituary call up their arms and artillery
black scarfs in that bigotry the people dying is all i see
the rest of the world thinks what they gotta’ do
let’s not lie it’s not a few
they don’t like the sight of you
up, there’s the smoke from a woman you blew
split her head in two immodest clothes that cue
and it’s an inherent problem with the
stems of the veins of the roots to their god
whose remnants praise and lift the roof off of the poor dogs
as you sought winds of freedom at least once or twice in a fall
why don’t other islamic states pick up my call
and then there’s our sh-tty little neighbors
who’ve been piling up for this day for years
ready to bomb the nation
i’ll never let a passaway before i’m ran to the ground
and every other citizen is cast away
apprehension is shadowing this junction’s widowing
rowing a boat which is drowning
ears ringing to the people that are shouting
gunpowder’s that is pounding
are their days numbered
if not
then why is the world counting
the sky is crying it is raining blood and despair
is the consequence of enmity beyond repair
it is mankind’s blindfold
look at all the suffering it breeds
tranquility is all this world needs

- cursed skank

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