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Ru-Night (pt. 1)

For the stolen conscience And the justice of goods No trip to this affair Could study the relieved A good and Heaven friend Untold of the steady Winter To pay all the summons That were dictated by fear To forgovern this freedom And while stuck to the lazy chords Given this cycle That folded all Rome And in giving to the Android Where summons were high The nights are heavensent When we knew what to expect Like rain by appeal And Molotovs from the East There and giving war Now to the South at hand And trial for Putin’s Mother Russia When the Swedes decided there was war And simple excuses by Sunday Off to the Philippines And to purchase what is right Meaning Sunday- Great Heaven And Trump will unfold And greet the Ocular Fantastic And in this family of provocateurs Mystery to great Heaven Queen of the Suburbs South and South of Wales While we bless Antarctica and retain all our Summer will The fortress of portends Is making sure all of this power Jinxes in Rome To tell what is horribly true But then the Senate of true forms in Italy And a provocation of ten

Forswearing in October That the eye is merely here It was Michael’s great gift That had won and then spun a star CIA please renew The steady hand of an American deal We are sweet and we speak for the proud Henchmen of Saudi Arabia Return to the foreign cue And have high rights on foreign time To do justice to oil Which is time to turn off the tap And seeing this deep justice coming We decided it was mayhem to Labrador And to all of this coup In Russia which is not elect Trump has made no decision But to play with his passing time

In the gestalt of this ability Russia is on its knees To the last of Great Heaven Canada and Rome afar

And in the ninest Speaking to the parallel Ever seen to jump enemy For lands to hold and the foreign man Like sympathy for the suffering And nights to Ron and you The gifts of time in Heaven For World Peace begins with you.