appearing bloody chainsaws that bear the sins of a mass
mourning echos everywhere and everyone tries to destroy others
streams of blood
and body parts float
like fishes in blood
and half dead bodies that are about to kill each other
and im eager to see your corpse floating in this river
and everyone tries to destroy others
streams of blood
and body parts float
the smell of catastrophe breaks the chains chains made of flesh
violence will emerge
that im caged inside
violence will emerge
and then we are slaves of violence

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