Lletres:
Thought Riot Save The Humans

a uniquely human destiny. Created by us, for us. Hooray for today. They know not what they do and they think that they?e untouchable. Please save the humans

Novelling human toil And yes, the soil speaks highly of me But earth seeds root me poet-tree Now, maybe I'm too serious Too little here to matter Though

King in a prophetic vision Like a plane crash from a bomb blast Special broadcast, slot time with con cash It kept the jury quiet and now a riot will

Novelling human toil And yes, the soil speaks highly of me But earth seeds root me poet-tree Now, maybe I'm too serious Too little here to matter Though