You pray to angels with dirty wings, Buy mercy and sell it, Your rotten selfishness fucking stinks, Dozens of cities smell it. Your dirty sluts own golden cunts, Justice smells just like dough, Bribes, euro-bucks and some public stunts At crusty First Channel's shows. Your cash green eyes and your whiskey blood Rule pointless decisions, You, big knobs' dicks, are too deep in mud Far beyond your own vision. Newspapers vomit your ugly words, Your promises are inflated, The laws have turned into global swords, The world is humiliated.
