our eyes frozen still in celebration
to the blood engraved into black walls
spoon-fed
to the guarantee of your safe world
the calm spilling
from the mouth of ligering failure
sanity pressed against
the head of the heretic
running from to turn around
and sell the horror we speak
laid to sleep
coiling deaths head
corpses hung by their entrails
reborn in the hands of only a seconds vision
from the fire
suspends the true face of the enemy

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