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Let's come to the outline

See your life behind

After the coming of

Flying saucers

You lived in a posh zone

Driving fuckin' Porsches

Playing volleyball

Drinking Malibu

Like a faggot

Carefree life of shit

As a fuckin' child

Till' the thrash come

Posh initially fought

But soon they've lost

Against the immortal

Thrasher invaders

Coming to enslave

All this world

They punished all

Executed all

Moshed all

They drunk and eat all

All that the posh world gave them

With relish and easily

They exploited their resources

Thrashing till' death

Now they come… thrashing your mind

Time to destroy