Blog - Hina3

Szűrés erre a hónapra: 2026. 02.

Last meal?
Ezt itt hagyom az utókornak. Last meal? Eat the rich! They say so much But behind masks they all eat us Us and our future They eat them up Like Jesus ate at the table Lots of friends yet no Judas No Judas who could have saved us They take away the innocence Until nothing left just violence Until people have turned empty Like a drained plant, no energy left to grow Power grows, the material is ready to mold At the table where they sat They like pizza and...