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If my child should die before me

The sweetness of youth

A smile that sings

Eyes alight

Insanely butchered

Perverse drooling

Horrific beyond restraint

Lord of the dance

Lust is murder

For this brave man

High slaughtering general

In a white feathered army

Mort knows your name

His before your time

I'd love to see you suffer

Too much to be called a crime

The sweetness of youth

A smile that sings

Eyes alight

Insanely butchered

Perverse drooling

You cannot even pray

For you have no God