.I stare down your blood coated throat glancing back into what was daylight.
It shines on your dismembered body as vengeance drips from my hand.
Paint your walls with dead flesh.
Watch it rot. let it stain.
A whore to your project, they suffer in shackles of human exploitation.
Ch.
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