Devil's Ville

Fabby

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    In Devil's Ville, In Devil's Ville
    Strange Things in Devil's Ville
    Hell bells in Devil's Ville
    Conspiration
    Infernization
    Manipulation
    Religions Persecutions
    In Devil's Ville, In Devil's Ville
    Do you have authorization?
    In Devil's Ville, In Devil's Ville

    Macabre silence in neiboorhood
    Open dimensional portals
    A mare ran down the street and disappeared
    They stamp their feet, they pray, they shout strange prayers
    At night they bang an iron on the wall
    Satanic rituals in churches

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    Who authorized you?
    Do you have authorization? Do you have authorization?
    Can they?
    Metal noise in the clouds, controls high frequencies of auroras
    Project images of Gods into the sky
    Condensed trails of poison in the air for the climate to modify
    Population control through widespread pandemics
    Particle accelerator dematerializing, materializing
    Time travel opening portals to other dimensions
    Cause cosmic rays and even a black hole
    Authorization for everyone on Earth to chip
    Fake news, inducements, lies and manipulations in the media generating mass control
    Artificial intelligence imitating or replacing humans
    Templar bandits and their crusades, inquisitions, always imposing their power
    Catechizing, forcing your crosses and religions
    Exterminating anyone who opposes because everyone has to accept
    Evil is always in control of everything, everyone
    And whoever controls, just controls, is in control or is also controlled?
    Strange things happen in Devil's Ville, hells bells play in Devil's Ville
    Who authorized you? Do you have authorization? Do you have authorization?

    Many blasphemies, blasphemies
    Ancient impostor, don't be a Misfortune
    For this reason I became angry at night
    But no one holds absolute truths
    And I'm just another one who thinks differently
    My mind is brilliant, dynamic
    A declamation of a proclamation
    Things from the past
    By your kindness, you can free me
    A woman free from hell, heading to the top of the cosmos
    Freedom is light, subtle, joyful, smells of lavender
    There is no way to measure unspeakable happiness!!!

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