As I watch my land perish into flames.
Swarms of flies are exiting my brain.
Blood has been shown for those unholy never endings
is scorched like a skewered pig.
Hung and I'm left to fry as i peel the skin from my neck.
First born dead.
He'll kill your first born just to quench his blood thirst.
Innocent death from a self righteous waste.
If you could seem from my eyes, you would beg to die.

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