LUCACI FLORENTIN - BLUE HEART DISASTER ZONE

LUCACI FLORENTIN - BLUE HEART DISASTER ZONE

No one has ever succeeded
To take photo a beautiful jewel
Authentic and will not succeed
Using UHD 6K will still be wrong
A big heart of a blue diamond
Is impossible to keep her in house
But you can marry her for long
Keep it like a flower in a vase
You care buy a car model base
And then you give money for gasoline
You know will be hard but easy online
In leasing you have it at least once
Be proud of the whole world dance
Your now blue life commence
Not pink as before take a glance
You re upset man I see you dead
Now you do not see me anymore
At the church the nose is in amoled
You thought at android and core
About my father what else to say
I am Jesus my mouth is cold
In your head the sins explode
I see you from heaven every day
You have become small depressing man
You are fat you have a drunkard figure
A character of nothing zero anvergure
Puerile incompetent and is too late
Wake you up from your nightmare
Be performant to play at the dam
Do not accept your own life jam
You live in the country run by psychopaths
Not by state brave men just by rats
Not by incorruptibles and erudites
Not by geniuses or by professionals
You are a wooden wheel in the system
You are a rotten chain I m afraid a stem
Which they can dispense any moment
Null psychopaths driving your country
I gave you the Blue Heart out of the sky
That you can use to buy the whole world
More precious more expensive than gold
You can punish torturers and thieves
Counterfighters and idiot fake criminals
Those who judge shrewdly as lawyers
With fake proofs and odious securists
With protocols and corrupt policemen
You can punish politicians well paid
Who explains it is not good live straight
And not live life in wealthy or even to die
To enrole in the army and be cannon meat
Go to other countries to work like a shit
You can punish prosecutors for mistakes
Not only worship me and upload prayers
To other gods and creatures enlightened
To escape your country of psychopaths
Jesus my name is Blue Heart fear of rats
You had come in us and our lives rise
You gave me children you gave me wife
So depressed how you see me this life
Sometimes I feel go into the grave no lie
I make you GoD a secret engagement
How long I will live on this blue earth
I am starting to apply your holy word
Even today I swear this on my sword
Well ok my brave Blue Heart come on
Hurry is late May take your commitment
You will dance and I will sing by whistle
No human ax tails hired with corn powder
We fly again Blue Heart to the big disaster
Look down at the prosecutors school
Then we are also flying to judges pool
We would land on the quidditch site
For handcuffs matches applied polite
Then we go straight into the lead office
I must confess I do not like it in practice
Jesus and Blue Heart we are waiting for you
One more month one year plus sorry
Hell what the hell I did do not worry
I reformed from zero the prosecutors school
I am not doing gossip prosecutors anymore
More studies now are four years quite cool
Ready with 2 years incompetent or more
Ready with peasants and torturers kids
Ready with X and 0 tests and profans
Now they learn advanced forensics
Weapons guns munition physical ballistic
After 4 years we send them in field artistic
They do not stay in offices a little briskness
To bronze a little to the skin avoid illness
With police not to rank files as a zen
We teach them not to pretend robin hood
Even if many still have a head of wood
We teach them stop lies and torturing
Enlighten law and justice no harassing
Stop believe all they are the justice kings
And that they are like judges magistrates
To know they respond for their mistakes
Criminal proceedings in criminal justice
Professionally at the wounded mother council