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The sun is glazing down the golden fields of grain and fresh and warm rain embraces

As I am staring down the cold steel of a barrel to wipe those smiles off them faces

I am the flower, you are the fake, superior animal, tyrant and the snowflake

I am the power, you are the snake, tie you into (I am the noose) neckbreak

The scum is flowing down your feet, as you shit yourself and fresh and warm piss embraces

And I am running down the alley with the shotgun to take them to the garden of hatred