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this man, may have a shitload, to prove, he's got to settle a score, against the groove, infinite orgasm, like endless joy and pain, thunder to my ears, like a holy rain, an aural wall of waking, awash in purple paint, and a digging, of the flowers in your yard, electric rays of healing, intensify the feeling of hatred, towards the things you say, i ain't, fear a man-child, his soul and seman, pathetic thoughts he thinks, forever, heard you caused a landslide, walking home, soon slide the man-child, under your coat, product of your generation, your masturbation, a master plan, a holy man, infanticide, decaying minds, mass corruption, the product, and its production