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                                                         usynligt blæk

 

                                                         åbn…..luk

                                                              aflys

                                                       nej…nærm dig ikke

                                                       det er en hemmelig kuvert!

                                                             undre dig ikke

                                                            fortsæt….flygt

                                                                   nej…

                                                            vend ikke tilbage

                                                            lev i eksil

                                                      du vil måske drive rundt

                                                      men nej…vend ikke tilbage

                                                       vi er

                                                      dommens bevis

                                                      straf udstedes

                                                      du kommer i fængsel

                                                      bliver der

                                                        for alt

                                                     ti stille…

                                                      vær tavs…

                                                      nej..!

                                                      tal ikke

                                                      gør….prøv

                                                uundgåeligt fortryder du

                                                      prøv altid

                                                      at lære

                                                      en tavs mund

                                                      spiser brød

                                                      og en åben mund

                                                      spiser en mus

                                                      en ussel mus

                                                       vi er et folk

                                                       hersker er vores gud

                                                       og herskeren er en gud der ved

                                                       lederen af vores stamme ved bedst

                                                       det er rigtigt

                                                       godkend…underskriv

                                                                   nej…

                                                               nægt ikke

                                                      hvad er der med dig skynd dig

                                                          nej….betvivl ikke!

                                                      for vores stammes leder er den der ved bedst

                                                      religionens rådne mand

                                                      begyndte at recitere

                                                      min gud, beskyt min herskende gud

                                                      forlæng hans liv min herskende gud

                                                                        nej….

                                                             undre dig ikke

                                                             gentag ham

                                                             så i kan reddes

                                                             sig hurtigt

                                                       a – m – e – n

                                                       ellers…

                                                       vil du fortryde….!

                                                       vores blæk er nemlig usynligt

                                                       vores kurs er hemmelig

                                                       tusinde kuverter

                                                               hemmelige

                                                      vi vil åbne dem… mod dig