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(Транскрибовано за допомогою TurboScribe.ai. Оновити до Необмеженого, щоб прибрати це повідомлення.) Hang on, don't miss
again May the magic be strong to stand
For the dark and the light to come
So it's all an act to give a
new way Over the mountains From the tower
of the river
We're meant to
come So it's all an act to give
a new way In
the desert The crawling will lead nowhere
Down the river Now
the wings go rise again Now the peace
will come to the land For the dark
and the light to come Now it's all
an act to give a new way The
child of winter's lonely
castle At the feet of a Storm
became a fireball Fire's
final hour Reaching for the
fire Storm became wolf Storm
became sheep And saw his sword shot Covered
the frozen perspective of the world I
feel shame in my heart Because while I
filled my stomach You just watched, I ate
everything Don't be embarrassed I wouldn't have it
any other way Well, now that you have
satisfied this need Why don't you satiate this
need?
Yes, little boom boom?
Surely a handsome man like you is already
spoken for I was, but my petrol, she's
conservative We parted ways because she would not
let me eat her house Well, you just
did Pardon me?
You ate her That meat in your stomach
It came from that Your wife I see
it also, but I do not recognize it
Perhaps it was one of the passengers who
could not deploy a parachute in time And
got shredded on the ground I'm trying to
tell you that you just have eaten the
flesh of your wife No wonder it tasted
like ass, to use an American expression Actually,
no I can't believe it's not buttocks Perhaps
it was artificial buttock flavoring Anyway, one does
not stumble upon a maiden Bearing food and
bearing breasts on a desert island This is
just a dream You're not dreaming Please explain
then I'm dying to discover that this is
not a dream I am hungry and erotic
So of course this is my wish fulfillment
Your ridiculous assertion that I ate my wife
is the language of dreams The word eat
has multiple meanings I've always wanted to eat
her house So my dream is allowing me
to eat her in the traditional definition of
the term Because the subconscious is master poet
See, it is allowing me to express my
wish in a manner that does not hurt
me It hides the meaning with symbols Well
here's some news for you I was a
prisoner in a concentration camp And I escaped
and I hid on an airplane I didn't
know anything was wrong until we crashed But
I wasn't hurt because I was cushioned by
all the cargo You must think that I
was born again yesterday You mean born yesterday,
you boner No, if I were born yesterday
I'd be a baby I would not understand
language I would have no skills at all
to comprehend what anyone is saying Even the
lies that you spoke See, if I were
born again yesterday Then I'd be as idiotic
as any fundamentalist I would believe in miracles
like Oh, I survived the plane crash When
only the smart people on the plane used
the parachute to get out Before the crash
happened And the people got shredded on the
ground Why is everybody else shredded on the
ground But you are alive Well maybe you
were born again yesterday You have the same
inability for grasping the truth But anyway, moving
ahead The first thing that I wanted to
do was get out of my concentration camp
clothes And the women on the plane had
lingerie So I wanted to put it on
so I could feel pretty again But before
I could grab anything else The plane started
sinking into the ocean Which is okay I
guess because it's a hot climate Aha, I
knew it was a dream, that's dream language
Because you're a hot woman And it is
too painful for my consciousness to bear Hearing
that you're a hot woman So the dream
language turns it into The climate is hot
Yeah, exactly Anyway, getting back to the crash
So, afterwards, I looked around for some food
But all I could find were these tiny
green apples I
decided very wisely that I was not going
to eat Any more of the vegetation from
this island And naturally my only alternative was
to eat the flesh from the crash victims
I find it hard to believe that any
person would become a cannibal in an air
-sea disaster Why?
Human flesh is perfectly safe to eat And
it's tasty It's protein It's good for you
It's the 1940s Science tells us that the
only reason why we don't eat human flesh
Is for moral reasons, not physiological ones I
know for a fact that the savages on
this island are cannibals The indigenous people on
this island are vegetarian If the savages are
truly vegetarian, why do you not observe them
And then copycat what they eat?
You know, it's safe to eat their vegetables
Not just anything, you can't kick things off
the ground and eat them Because I want
protein Animal protein Anyway, apples make me fart
Animal protein?
Surely you don't think that humans are animals
Animal protein?
Speaking on that level of offensiveness Your irritating
language that you're using I'm deeply saddened and
offended and outraged And angry and mad and
terrified and upset That alien flesh was a
lesser body Well, then it should certainly bother
you that your wife's flesh was inside of
me I defecated her I made swastikaki out
of her She and all of you will
be desecrated forever I do not understand why
you're so hostile toward me, myself and I
Because the war is almost over Is it?
Yeah You may have conquered the world, but
you're still going to die No, no, no,
we are actually losing the war That's why
my friends and I, we boarded an airplane
to fly to Argentina Where we're going to
live in hiding until things cool off Which
is hard because it's South America, it's very
hot in there But you know, I was
speaking metaphorically How could you possibly think that
any country will grant you asylum?
After what you assholes have done, no one
is ever going to forget I strongly disagree
You know, the Catholics, they committed atrocities that
made the Nazis look like Walt Disney You
know, a lot of people look like one
person He was so good, he could be
many Nazis, that Walt Disney guy And you
know, he, not Walt Disney But the Christians,
they tortured people in ways that made the
concentration camps look like mercy killings You know,
after all, it doesn't take that long to
choke You know, but hours and hours, having
your bowels come out of your belly It
would be fun to have your bowels come
out of your ear You know, or if
you squeeze the bowels, you make somebody flatter
It comes out, yeah They did all these
terrible things, they retarded science Because scientific discoveries
were a threat to the power of the
church But it wasn't until the Protestants, which
are still asshole Christians They were not worried
about the power of the church So they
allowed science to advance But still, they are
the world's worst cultural vandals Whoever they subjugated,
they burned the history, they burned the folklore
You could no longer remember your culture Because
it did not fit part of the plan
of the central power of the church Yeah,
I know what you're feeling Christians, all these
things, yet no one thinks about their bloody
past No wonder they use a crucifix as
the symbol of their religion It's a religion
of torture People wear crosses around their necks
now And in a few hundred years, people
will wear swastikas around their necks No one
will remember the blood of the symbol Even
though the crucifix has blood on it But
nobody thinks about the blood of the crucifix
Or the blood caused by the Christians No,
I guess you have a point But you
left something out The Christians never lost power
Apparently the same cannot be said for you
Nazis I guess maybe if you had won
your little war Then yeah, I could see
how your propaganda Would allow future generations to
wear pretty little swastikas around their necks Without
feeling any guilt I could pinch it myself,
but I'm not a victim I'm not an
American made bastard You're not dreaming And as
soon as you acknowledge That you've just eaten
the flesh of your wife Then you're tortured
again Impossible, she's a trained fighter How could
you possibly have defeated her?
Well, let's back up I got my first
gun When one of your Nazi brethren tried
raping a feminazi She knocked the gun out
of his hand And while they fought, I
recovered it
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