Xwropa Testo

Testo Xwropa

Have you tasted cash that's so sanguine And have you ever felt your heart, in ruins. Crime is natural as part of a whole A whore system forms us, decadent beings Calling you to die, and then you'll die. Crime is a natural defense, towards a permanent lying That prompts us to an inhuman silence To the face of the world who is crying.