Текст песни PT Grimm & The Dead Puppies - The Goddess Who Stole My Penis

So multi-faceted the gold plated ape face will struggle for a post Venerable
Grinded against the erotic shield which acts as a gauntlet to the chaos we occupy
But when I see the ivory I feel the harpy calling me
Not satisfied at all with with your physicality Unsatisfactory Venerable
A valley of green with children, serene With fifteen senses and nothing obscene
No prophets here, ignore the sphere, do not adhere to this severe career


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