Diamanda Galás - Let Us Praise the Masters of Slow Death | Текст песни

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What Sympathy in Death discloses
We who fester hereAre very much alive
And watch unmanned compassion flee,
To safer zones…
Let us praise the masters of Slow Death…
Hello to the positive think positive connection
Brothers of blood and sisters of compassion
Don’t give up the fight against
The order of the homophobe
The order of the willful blind
The order of the murderer
The order of the impotent
The order of the nazi punk in 1990
Who are you?
Who are you?
Who are you?
Who are you?
Who ever saw their brothers
Disemboweled by a dentist drill
I condemn you
I condemn you
I condemn you
I condemn you
I condemn tonight any guest who came to service
Any guest who comes to service and tells the people
That the master plan has put compassion
In the vestige of the present
You talk about a freak show?
I talk about your no show!
You talk about the unclean?
You talk about your unseen!
I talk about your unseen as the
Killers let us die one by one
And the killers let us die one by one
In the rejuvenation of the white supremist, two bit, and no account
Ejaculation of the mister big man with a small dick
In the society of ass and pussy licking scumbags
While were hammered through this hell
To see the sunrise, to beg and steal
The rich man’s drugs you will not legalize
And the government of genocide won’t subsidize
When will the cure to save the chosen people see our eyes?
When will the cure to save the chosen people materialize?
Brothers of blood, sisters of compassion
We send you alone from the
Positive connection with a positive conviction
That a positive persuasion is inciting persecution
And we encourage retribution to deter the crucifixion
To all cowards and voyeurs:
There are no more tickets to the funeral
There are no more tickets to the funeral
There are no more tickets to the funeral
There are no more tickets to the funeral
To my brothers, don’t isolate
I would like to praise the masters of slow death
Let there be no confusion, it is no delusion
About the brothers living homeless on the streets of New York City
In the gorilla warfare of the present
No government subsidy, no insurance, no sight, and no surgery
No hospitalization, no telephone, no T. V., no teeth and no autopsy
While the impotent and ignorant vote to test and list
While San Francisco General try their switching protocols
Vote to see who lives or dies and smash the renegade at work
While the murderers and liars tell us that the numbers of our dying are too high
While our news demeans us with a hot new drug today and
The greedy business fingers of the willful blind rejoice and
WELCOME ACQUIRED IMMUNE DEFICIANCY
WELCOME ACQUIRED IMMUNE DEFICIANCY
We who fight and cry for a life gone every fifteen minutes say:
ACQUIRED IMMUNE DEFICIANCY IS HOMICIDE
ACQUIRED IMMUNE DEFICIANCY IS HOMICIDE
ACQUIRED IMMUNE DEFICIANCY IS HOMICIDE

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