Der Krieg ernährt den Krieg (The Feeding of the 5K)

Side view pro file for moral bankrupsidaisy She cometh She cometh
open p alms alm for the poour the fl aches and bruises into the
contain’t her boy the save your hunger for the sup her budget was cut
head off in a direction die räk schon die farbigen Bletter einst weilen
ver weinen wir noch einen Mo mentto say heavily preagnant and
nothing edibell toll, nochmal von der anderen seite, ganz toll now
turn the other cheek is the best p art of your b oh die f locken mag ich
nicht. Mamaaaaaa die f’locken dich in die f alle z usammen wie herr
den tieren herr den menschen, so haben wir’s gern. you shall have a
daughter she will have a son ken eyes sunken riches off the coast of.
Hail Mary was their battle cry Hail Mar in vain the lady’s name in
vain cee ble as long as the largest milit airr in here, no air to breathe
my gills are blocked. in vain ce real real bodies real lives left or right
right or left the cross is twirled the mouthes are open the mouthes are
closed the star is born. The star ving are fed lies fed lines such as Der
Krieg ernähhrt den Krieg ich auch noch was? Nein, The silo is filled
with transitional objects to each one of their plans. The sigh low hand
outstretched my kid mug shot at the point of getting fed ora et lege
dich hin, ein für tot gehaltenes kind wird nicht getr offen die hälse das
Kreuz gedreht. Offen die hände Shut shut shutters click the g ate
already many memories ago a comfort objects to my body, slippery
when wet, replaced by distribut insights into the stomach of the feed is
this: in sights. H head on a blan key to the tale:
What’s for break fast mary, as he turns the paper to international
affares well with keeping a low pro file for di worst case scenario the
penned creatures remember our names.

What’s for break fast verpasst als die Ver kündigung aller
internationalen hilfsorganisationen we shall handle this ourselves.
We shall multiply two fish and hun greet the lion, the elephant and the
don keep your cross to bear, whose cross to bergen die toten.

Wrap your arms around me