Job For A Cowboy - Божественное наебалово | Текст песни

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I stood in the sand from the mouth of the sea
And I watched a serpent rise from it's depths
Upon his horns rested ten crowns as the discord of trumpets grew unnerving.
It's perception giving an overruling mentality of authority and supremacy,
All dwellers of earth shall pray and worship this form of a single demon
Whose names are not written in ink or blood
In the book of the life of the Lamb.
Shall be slain from the foundation of this declining and now decaying world.

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