Sky is turning, man in black leather come
Shakra King of God's waving
I am fine
Sky is burning, shark attacks strike lonesome
Vesanumi, Demon King facing
I'm in line
May your soul rise to heaven
Before the Devil knows your dead
Cause you're required
As this lotion og blood feels me
I'm drowning and it kills me
Stars are runing, leper ghostsin the run
Shakra King of God is praying
Gor- cock
Souls are uttering, the end is yet to be done
Brahama God of creation
Gor-hen
Vasco Pompaelo
A form of cultural prostitution and social suicide
