Poste Maléfico

Churrasco Comunista

Under the cold and frigid rain
On my bike, swiftly I ride
Through the darkened paths, I tread

A cursed poste with deep malice
Knocked me off my bike's seat
In this grim and twisted feat

Aaaaaaa
Skies blackened, fury soars
Rising against the iron poste
Vengeance burns, fuck you poste

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