The march of the big fat rat
Un-human sociopaths
Merchants of lies
Control all of us like flies
They plant a bomb in your head
Greed in their eyes they march we die!
The march of the big fat rat
Un-human sociopaths
Merchants of lies
Control your mind
Network hypnosis Web of spiders
When big spiders come we meet in the middle
We meet, they bleed, we rise, they die
New world order, we end the rats age
No longer they thrive, we get them where they hide
Freedom for all, no more repression
The march of the big fat rats
Un-human sociopaths
Merchants of lies
Exterminate like flies
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It hits you hard, grinds you to shreds, sniffs you up its nose, devours you and spits you out. Then it roles over you like a tank. Finally it pats you on the back and you have a beer together. I'm loving the shit out of this bastard. mourner
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