Eredeti:Socna je zemlja v vecerni goreci luci,strast blaznih ocetov nas do zadnjega muci.Dali so nam oci, da v njih se pijanost pretaka,dali so nam roke, gresne plodove mrake.Ljubimo zemljo bolestno, kakor so oni ljubili,ljubimo nijh sive glave, plodnost so nam podelili.KRVAVA GRUDA-PLODNA…
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Eredeti:I need fetal skulls, To hang on my walls. I've got a whole collection. I've got a fetal infection. Into the maternity ward late at night, I find one that's nice and ripe. One slice and mommy's wasted, Won't be happy 'til it's blood I've tasted. I've got a whole collection. I've got a fetal…