The passion is no gift horse so you'd best look
the celestial mother fucker in the eyes.
Great roaring fiery bulls drop from the heaven
Rapist firebombs in the guise of raindrops.
Stutter step nuclear collisions incinerating your brain
1997 hundred luxury autombiles
Was the cool you wore on your breast
not a gorilla or a che kid
Force of a million suns
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