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A summer aftermoon full of

sweet even rats yawn

in the shed

a gnat that drank your

blood is drunk with

his own contentment

disgusting and slimy insects

dine on your limbs

its high time to show whos in

command on this spot

the floor is covered with

corpses bloods floving down

the instrument of sentence

the massacre came without

warning the blood-coverd

fly swatter

you always crawl the way

the wind blows flies fly here

there and everywhere

you dont give a shit about

those who can never

repay it you

a cold song of evening breeze

blew the sweetish smell

around man, you ve just

proved to be the best one

you always crawl...

... repay it you

but flies shit on everything

justice for lies

you always crawl ...

... repay it you