recognition
- recognition of the beast.
West lied where I had seen East:
nothing left inside, but beast.
Come to bloody-bloody feast:
try the body of the beast.
Tastes so salty
tastes so bad:
my soul nothing, but the mud.
Sing the praises to this meal:
go and get your place with me.
09.12.15
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