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Internet War

Seo Taiji

Internet War

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gathji anhadon jabsori panchinun god
nuguna mamkod jijoden god
gu jagdon sangshige nabuldenun
non sothun sangchoman duronego
sangde gu nyosogi mamul dachidon mushighan non taro jikorigo
dol torojin, ni gabochi, esoghajiman non jom jagjaghe

nega nol jikhyo julke (neoleul wanjeonhi bakkul ge)
ni gasum jijojulke (neoleul wanjeonhi bakkul ge)
ne nunmul dakajulke (neoleul wanjeonhi bakkul ge)
mido nal!

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onjanhdon nol chyoya nega sengjun
dorikiji mothal somojon
nal olgan sonthob kuthi noui balmogul chijodeji
gyongjigdoen non chim twimyonso mushighan ogjiman nuronwago cham jinachiji ni guchwi dadul gathi jom jagjaghe

nega nol jikhyo julke (neoleul wanjeonhi bakkul ge)
ni gasum jijojulke (neoleul wanjeonhi bakkul ge)
ne nunmul dakajulke (neoleul wanjeonhi bakkul ge)
mido nal!

pamyol wihan balgon, to dashi gyokul segyejon, nega borin gu doghan pyesuga
orinoi hyolgwan sogul pa neryoga, dandanhage baghyo
sero tansenghal oyombyoniche hangsang
na jashinul wihyobhan nan
ne jashinegeso johanghan
gyolgug nan nege gyongguhan
urin gyolgug susurorul myolmangke hal
nanun injiri doeo
gyolgug noyega doeo
nanun injiri doeo
gyolgug noyega doeo
gyolgug noyega doeo
gyolgug noyega doeo

bairosu kuthobshi madsonun begshin onsesang jichone nollin
odoltu gellori gamchun kalnari
orin uri ai mori sogul hollin
adonghagde, jahagbyonthe, sonyodurul
norinun ne chuthe chonthe mansange shilthe esoghajiman no

nega nol jikhyo julke (neoleul wanjeonhi bakkul ge)
ni gasum jijojulke (neoleul wanjeonhi bakkul ge)
ne nunmul dakajulke (neoleul wanjeonhi bakkul ge)
mido nal!

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A place that nonsense dominates, a place without limits on freedom of babbling
You babbled with a little common sense
Revealed only a amateur wound
Although the motherfuckers feel hurt you are babbling on regardless
Asshole, your worth? Although I pity you, please 'fuckin stop!
I'll protect you, I'll fuck up your heart, I'll wipe away your tears, trust me

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Feel offended? I assault you to survive, war or attrition, we will die anyway
Sharperned, the tip of my fingernails fuck up you fucking ankle
Your stiff self rambled on about fucked up groundless theories spitting shoots out of your mouth
Your halitosis, is fucked up, although I pity you, please 'fuckin stop!
I'll protect you, I'll fuck up your heart, I'll wipe away your tears, trust me

Development for the destruction, of the recurring world war, toxic waste water that you discharged
I flow through children's veins, and digs deep into there, polluted mutants that will be reproduced
I who was threatening myself
I who was defying myself
But finally I warned to myself, and so eventually we will destroy ourselves
I'll become a hostage, eventually I'll become a slave
I'll become a hostage, eventually I'll become a slave
Eventually I'll become a slave, eventually I'll become a slave

Virus vaccine endlessly fighting
The porn gallery in every place of the world, the hidden knife blade deceving
The minds of our little kids
Child-abuse, Self-torturing pervet
You using innocent girls, that's what universally happening, although I pity you

I'll protect you, I'll fuck up your heart, I'll wipe away your tears, trust me

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