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letra de keep your satellites out of my brain - red ants

[verse 1]
every breath that i take is a breath that i make
dedicated to the one that i hate
men in black (men in black)
gestapo of babylon
hiding deep in the belly of the pentagon
osireion masonic design
foundations layed down in colonial times
the corporate luciferian elite, devilish gentlemen(?) with blood on their t–th
military industrial demonologists, i don’t want to change the system just abolish it
take this is a statement of criminal intent, from another broke man struggling to pay the rеnt
i know you’ll never be happy with yoursеlf until i hate mine, but you can’t penetrate my mind
so from now on, until the end of my days, i’ll live to destroy this kingdom that you made
i’m like a bolshevik on the train, on the wrong side of the tracks, invading your terrain
i’m an archanist hiding in the stairwell, with a loaded gun ready to wish you farewell
i’m a rebel in feluja, you can’t see me, in the alley with my home-made rpg
i’m a massive swarming army of zulu
warriors all your tanks could never pass through
i’m a guerilla, bloodclot revolutionary, insurgent who will send you to the cemetary
i’m a viper in the grass, a sniper rifle blast from the shadows
send the ruling class the gallows

[chorus x2]
so keep your satellites out of my brain
i’ll be singing in the rain while your city’s in flames
i’d rather die standing tall than live to crawl
empires like these, they were born to fall
[verse 2]
you offshore-bankaccount neoconservative, stock while day motherf-ckers serve our murderers
americas counter-revolutionary schemes
mind-control satellite shadow-regime
ivory-castle big business aristocrats, satanic masons who bear the seal of baphomet
focus of the c-cktease malaise kurganite
no tip evil paedophile seething opherites
moloch worshipping warp-sp-wn of babylon
bohemian grove laptop to washington
? three parasites
you’re my blood drinker with your warp sacrifice
death merchants, peddler of toxins
elites ? that lay down in coffins
machiavellian
leo straussian
neo-fascist social darwinist luciferian
the emperor hides behind an army of riot cops
running the chalk of these whitehouse chicken hawks
defile over everything i’ll eat your time will tell
motherf-cker, you will die slowly

[chorus x3]
so keep your satellites out of my brain
i’ll be singing in the rain while your city’s in flames
i’d rather die standing tall than live to crawl
empires like these, they were born to fall
empires like these they were born to fall
so keep your satellites out of my brain (x2)

- red ants

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