Dine upon this hatred
Let the razors cut your stomach open
Bleeding
Right in my face
I can't hear
This body has become mutilated
Sew up the upholstery
The heart's been removed
Compelled by contempt
The
The gift of cold fusion keeping us warm
Casting color on
The sheep are all alone like disciples
Waiting to be led
My dogma
A trait of this war
Leads to an endless oblivion
I
The smell of a carcass hangs in the air
I wait
Jim Jones: "Keep your emotions down. Keep your emotions down.
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