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Thots

nothings changed
the senates still corrupt
and the emporer remains insane

and everyday
is a new strain of slaughter

supply lines are less protected
evil on all sides

eye can smell the death on your flesh
-- creeping in

trapped within the twisting fingers of fear
and all eye see is ewe

that face
those eyes

burning like leprosy

eye can see u there
poisoning the air

prostituting Nationalism

and eye want to attack
to rip out your heart and lay your flat on your back

and vomit a world of agony and truth
into your throbbing illness of memory

... and hate guides our way

eye long for the icy slap of a belt across my back
for the acceptance of death and blind cave war

the giving sleep of depression
the sweet elucidation of savage

song performed by Otep from Sevas Tra
Added by Lucian Velea
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