Morda - Whore of the World | Текст песни

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• Whore of the World

Perhaps I know best - I am the knowledge
Allow me to shatter all establishments
As for the absolute truth - the whore of the world
It does not exist

Follow my way - refuse my way
Adopt my way - neglect my way
Either way you will regret
One man - one name - oneself

Every notion I give you becomes a rule
Every notion I teach you becomes the law

Selection becomes the great leap in the dark
Known by a thousand different names...
He persists in it

Anything you are - anything you have
Anything you need - anything you lose
Cast aside - I'll bring the pain
One man - one name - oneself

Necessity of the lie - condition of life

Why is it men alone speak humble
As when they gather a sudden change arises

When a thousand men stand together
Conduct only what's written with ones own blood

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