disorder, we're all enslaved
fallen comrades rotten
under guns and hand grenades
war modified our skin
scars dominate the sight of our body
we don't suffer misery is our attendant
we don't freeze or sweat
born dead – regret
sinking deeper fallen faster ...collapse!
Encased by the smell of burning flesh
fed up with shit treated like rats
fucking death threats darkest sinners
damn cold nuclear winter

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