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In my heart lies a deeper part,
In a hole where the goblins bell tolls,
In a place where no man may show his face,
In a crowd where women scream out loud,
Hellcats rage with new fire,
Women writhe with erotic desire,
Flesh and death intertwine,
And the smell of blood is so divine,
Glass eyes cry for the dead,
And never sleep for their weary heads,
Blinking tears and muffled moans,
Show to me the devils tones,
Delight in fright,
And tear for the fear,
May all who lay in wait?
Don't fail here



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On Thursday September 9th, 2004, MEATGRINDER MAN (510) writes:
We have seen the enemy, & it's us.



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