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"Miecio the mutant"

Knife in my pocket,luger under the belt
I go off haunting every day
If someone gets in my way
I'll riddle him with holes
It makes me laugh when they call me bandit
What goes around comes around
I'm Miecio the Mutant, I don't care about tommorow,
As they say: for tommorow we die

Belt a drink down to freedom
Till the war is on
Dice with the death!
The trick is not to fall but stand.

Apache they call me since I was a kid
Evil son of the streets never known before
I've got my companions and familiar tramps
I shag them like virgins on the back of shabby dumps
Who the fuck are you to tell me how I should live
Nothing will stop me, for sure not you!
I'm Mecio the Mutant, I don't count passing days,
You will be the one in tommorow's obituary!

Belt a drink down to freedom
Till the war is on
Dice with the death!
The trick is not to fall but stand.
Till the heart beats
The trick is not to fall but stand!

When someone will stand against you, no matter if it's enemy or your brother
If you belive in it, fight for your cause!
And don't look down, but straigt in the eye,
So every whoreson knows you shit on him!

Psychos forward, duffers out,
If you don't like it, rot off in the ground!
I'm Miecio the Mutant, I don't look back
You're nothing to me, shut the fuck up!

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from Sympathy for the Belus "ep", released April 2, 2014

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