It’s a
big, big, big mystery...
My heart,
leaps out when I see your tattooed back
I’ve never seen something like it
I’ve never seen something that
I’ve wanted so much not knowing its meaning
And now
I truly
want to know
what that is (what is it, what is it, what is it)
Can I learn the meaning
of those charming little stars?
I went straight like the law
With strength
To the lips, with strength, for love
But I never got there
I only know her name is Ana
She talked when she had to talk
She separated herself from the rest (the rest, the rest, the rest)
What might she be thinking with so much room to think?
She looked like an Egyptian princess
She was softness with definition
Sometimes an effigy of Semiramis
She was a grand babe
It’s a big big big mystery...
How people trust the Media
It’s a big big big mystery...
The world through your eyeglasses
And also
the banking system
Freemasonry
And the Saurian – men
I’ve heard on the streets that you’re weird
That you like
pentagrams
And goats on pentagrams
And skulls
On hexagrams
And that you would also like to visit Bohemian Grove
When?
The 21st of June!
When they make sacrifices because it’s the Summer Solstice
And they rape slave children, they rape their anuses
And then they burn them
And then (well, well)
They make men parties
To adore the reptilians
It’s a big big big mystery...
How people trust the Media
It’s a big big big mystery...
The world through your glasses
It’s a big big big mystery...
Seeing you hanging out in the cemetery
It’s a big big big mystery...
How people don’t take us seriously
Now I know your secrets
That you dig the perverse
I also know about that
Because we’re all imprisoned
But if we join forces, you and me
We’ll both more or less be free
Because we’re going to have sex, a lot
And if it only goes that far It doesn’t matter
Because we’re going to have sex, a lot
Although our world is controlled by Satanists-elitists
Royal Houses
Militarists
And some intellectuals
Multibillionaires (and, and)
international bankers
From the Vati, Vati, Vati, Vatican
Washington D.C.
Switzerland,
Brussels
And London too!
It’s a big big big mystery...
How people trust the Media
It’s a big big big mystery...
How people don’t take us seriously
My heart
leaps out when I see your tattooed back
I only know
her name is A-
na... �
