The Al-Sirat hides
behind a wardrobe of eunuchs
Seconds collide
till the padisha scandal
The cauldrons have eyes
by way of racket and vice
A brothel`s bedpan
Filled with demimonde lice
Dethroned by the comatorium
De-loused in the comatorium
The-Al Sirat hides
Behind a wardrobe of eunuchs
Seconds collide
Till the padisha scandal
Tribunals installed
Now that the provoste has been de-frocked
The labefaction is venal
My how these tricks turn themselves
In the wake of the inquisition
Limbless answers inoculated
I`ve caught mono bobbing for barbed wire
These nasty sores of ataxia
will feel the sting of the opiate copulation
The Al-Sirat hides
behind a wardrobe of eunuchs
seconds collide
Till the padisha scandal
The Al-Sirat hides
behind a wardrobe of eunuchs
seconds collide
Till the padisha scandal
The Al-Sirat hides...
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