Arbitrary Execution

All his hope is by the government donīt you know the truth about the call will come certainly only he knows he is not guilty but a hope seems to be everywhere donīt think this is not fair you are singing with your family religious songs to forget reality I must die itīs screaming in his brain the silence tortures he feels the bloody pain the call has come seven to three this is your end get down on your knees in five minutes they share your hair you saw the starts three times in your life a few tears clean a face where no dirt lost a race

Dead Fuck

No dread in your brain mud no distance to a dead fuck you are so wanton feel the maggot have your fun with your dead fuck.



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