Libidinous (a Pig with Cocks in Its Eyes)

Who are you to judge, you arrogant, clueless fool?
 We know in our hearts you lie
 And we won't accept your rules
 Everything is sex
 
 Trust instinct for the truth
 A pig with cocks in its eyes
 Masturbating to the end of the world
 Tell me of the bastards (as my fingers probe the ditch)
 Tell me of the wastrels (that I may stroke and twitch)
 Tell me of the have-nots (Spritz deinen Hass in mein gesicht)
 Tell me of my fellow man (flowing forth in orgasmic bliss)
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 We do not need facts
 You cannot tell us truths
 Seething onanistic torment
 The trusting force of youth
 Everything is sex
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 Trust instinct for the truth
 A pig with cocks in its eyes
 Masturbating to the end of the world
 Tell me of the bastards (as my fingers probe the ditch)
 Tell me of the wastrels (that I may stroke and twitch)
 Tell me of the have-nots (Spritz deinen Hass in mein gesicht)
 Tell me of my fellow man (flowing forth in orgasmic bliss)
 
 A pig with cocks in its eyes
 Masturbating to the end of the world
 Tell me of the bastards (as my fingers probe the ditch)
 Tell me of the wastrels (that I may stroke and twitch)
 Tell me of the have-nots (Spritz deinen Hass in mein gesicht)
 Tell me of my fellow man (flowing forth in orgasmic bliss)
 A pig with cocks in its eyes
 Masturbating to the end of the world