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I hear voices
And they don't like you.
You, who swarm on the dirty sphere
You, who are infecting an illusion
but making it more sick again.
I ear voices
and they want me to establish silence,
your extermination for an absolut peace.
I will dip my hands into your blood
Flowing from most remote mounts
To the deeps of a thirsty for tidiness ocean.
You, prisonner,
I will stuff your empty skull
With my wrath borned from my neighborhood with you.
I ear voices coming down from the sky,
They make you swirl
Like a danse macabre's skeleton,
They light you up with a last light
And will consume you As the lie do
Under purity's light.
Stain you are,
Stain you were,
stain you'll stay.

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