Dead World The Machine Kill He's just a face in the crowd, a nondescript man, a dim witted mouthful of lies. Football on the TV, beer in the hand, the extend of his rational depth. He's a god fearing man, a while beating fuck, a vacuous flag waving fool. Rip out his heart, feed him his dick, gut him like a hamstrung deer. Kill, kill that man... |
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