Trenches (Lyrics)
c# flamenco
trenches
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in the tundra of rusha
down in the trenches of the kommy
here we march, killing fields of the pakistan border
fenley after fenley attack with grenades and sabers
the sutra snipe the rizzos and the battle dies by dusk
down in the trenches down in the trenches
down in the trenches down in the trenches
body after body fall
another rizzo kills the foe
body after body fall
another rizzo kills the foe
down in the trenches down in the trenches
down in the trenches down in the trenches
body after body fall
another rizzo kills the foe
body after body fall
eyes foward the sabers holds them back
the bodies pile at the sandbags, we throw a grenade
after the grenade, flying arms and legs
the motherland held off the horde to live another day
down in the trenches down in the trenches
down in the trenches down in the trenches
body after body fall
down in the trenches
another rizzo kills the foe
down in the trenches down in the trenches
body after body fall
down in the trenches
another rizzo kills the foe
down in the trenches down in the trenches
body after body fall
down in the trenches
another rizzo kills the foe
down in the trenches
body after body fall
down in the trenches down in the trenches
body after body fall
down in the trenches down in the trenches
another rizzo kills the foe
down in the trenches down in the trenches
body after body fall
down in the trenches down in the trenches
another rizzo kills the foe
down in the trenches
Postscript; It comes to my awareness or cognition because I am cognoscente of words, that there is a campaign in this world to deviate the language into a spiral of doublethink madness and distortions that are trying to shape evil in the core of our humanity as a course to take. But that is not where we are going. The books have been written, the authors are felt, and the way is never going to break for English will not be hijacked today, my friend. These days of the tried and tested paths we take to consume and breed and reap the harvest are not going to end. I'm on the path of my immortality and as I go on this path, I articulate the necessary words to blockade the assailants of their quest to babel us to death. Hear me now you dumb sons of a bitches, read a fucking book. Start with goosebumps and work your way up the path of knowledge. Be a fucking human that cares, cause the visuals are starting to implode on-screen and if you're left behind, you too could be on the shelf.
Post postscript: you can implode cans, by crushing them with your hands or hand.
Post another after-thought: Imploding images or lack of ingenuity with visual media may never happen, seems like these days they make every visual leap and explosion that we get caught looking at the screen for hours just mouths open. So the path of imploding images is probably never going to happen, I think we are heading more in a surreal AI world and doublethink is something that their selling to the young. If the youth buy into this path, they too could be imploded mentally by the lack of honesty and morality that the implosion on screen is the new Hollywood killing fields. Beware of your humanity and the sanctity of your existence, if you are like me a good fucking person let go of the trash and explore language and build your library to extend into future generations the fundamentals of existence, not to swept under by the modern current of events.
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