.It's an inorganic rehash of a process so profound
It's a thousand freshly sharpened stakes dug deep into the ground
It's the heads of all dissenters and a distant plume of smoke
And I hope those fuckers choke
Did you hear the dead, decaying circus lumbering ahead?
Did you see the .
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