Ο ΚΑΦΕΝΕΣ ΜΕ ΤΟΥΣ ΚΑΘΡΕΦΤΕΣ

Ο κόσμος χάνεται. Ακούω θορύβους στο κρανίο μου. Τα αυτιά μου βγάζουν καπνούς. Κι απ τα ρουθούνια μου. Λευκός καπνός. Γέμισε ο τόπος. Αναμμένα κάρβουνα τα μαλλιά μου. Διακρίνω μια σκιά. Οι τοίχοι τρέμουν. Τα πάντα γίνονται κόκκινα:

Don't want no trinity on me. I don't want to burn.
Don't want no trinity on me. I'd rather learn.
Don't need no three headed idol from Rome
It wasn't even made up till all the Apostles were gone.
They say they believe in one, but then they peddle three
They say they believe in one, but then they teach us three
The devil holds them by their pride wallowing in trinity.
The devil holds them by their pride in confusion and idolatry.
The devil holds them by their pride to burn for all eternity.



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