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Underground eXperts United
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[ DIzzIE Poetry ] [ By DIzzIE ]
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Poetry
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by DIZZIE
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HELLO CHILDREN
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Hello Children!
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Would you like to die for me?
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Oh, don't be scared and run to Mommy!
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You really have no choice at all
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You can't climb over the wall
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And while you're trying
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You'll already be dying
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I own you!
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You dare not argue!
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NOW!
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Go slaughter mommy,
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The ugly, smelly cow
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Slice her up like fresh salami
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Murder, pillage, KILL THEM ALL!
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Laugh with me as you see them fall
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I shall rule, I am your king
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Do you hear that barking?
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Yes, the dogs, I have released
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They shall feast on the deceased
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Build an altar, unto the sky
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Here I shall sacrifice the living
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All the evil, the deceiving
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Now my children, come to me
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I shall lay my putrid slime in you
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I shall bathe you in my pee!
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And I shall create something shocking, something new!
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The demon rises, from your bosom
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Now she begins to blossom
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She has awaken!
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And the earth shall be retaken!
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Say "Hello" children
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Now say "Goodbye"
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"A" IS IRRELEVANT
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I fling poo
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at the zoo
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Drunken monkeys
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Cussing Donkeys
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All want to masturbate with me
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Big Elephant
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Small infant
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Doesn't matter
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They'll make a good platter
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Put them in the microwave...
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Evil good guys are killing me
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Fuck! Not nowwwwww, I gotta Pee!
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STUPID PENGUIN!
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...Once inside the dark blue ocean
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I rub myself with her sacred lotion
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swimming free
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I pee, pee, PEEEEEEE!
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Once that's done, I start to swim
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Feeling fat, or feeling slim..
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two dots, no! never more!
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OW! I hit myself on the clear glass wall!
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HELP ME! FOR, THERE IS NOWHERE TO FALL!
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Now my eyelids are pried open
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by the one inside our head
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and I see all the burning bullshit,
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the rotting corpses in the zoo!
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In THE cage we live,
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They plunder! (our imaginations, freedoms, ALL!)
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we surrender
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we are scared of the blender;
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slicer, dicer,
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BURN DOWN THE ZOO!
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TO THE CHILDREN
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to the children:
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in the fields and streets you play,
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every god damn single day,
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until the sunlight disappeared,
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and, well, it never reappeared
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hated, beaten, we are feared
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well the light has disappeared
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in the darkness they are lost
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while we regroup, they pay the cost
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oh, little, little, little children,
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put all your toys away
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oh, little, little, little children,
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look! it's a rainy day
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we must all come together,
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Sarah, Bobby, Sue, and Heather
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all our minds have been corrupted
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childhood innocence destructed
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and imagination
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replaced by thoughtless alienation
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fascination with thought control
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happiness with termination
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they will kill us all,
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one by one we will begin to fall
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falling in the deep blue ocean, with a gun wound in your chest
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falling in the deep blue ocean, made with tears from our forced rest
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crying in the deep blue ocean
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dying for our strength and devotion
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but we shall rise and they shall pay
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because today, little children, is a rainy day!
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so, burn down your schools,
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so, kill all the fools,
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slaughter your mommy
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and slaughter your daddy
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bring their dead bodies, into the ocean
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regain your strength and look around you
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to the other children, like yourself
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touch each other, and join hands
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fight together, destroy the bad
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kill the grownups
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kill the evil
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live in peace and haaaaaaarmony
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they have stolen our production
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and replaced it with destruction
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and now we shall go and we fight until the corruption,
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has fallen away and sha-tt-ered
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but it is no use now,
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for while we triumph we fall and falter
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and they shall seize us once again
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into the deep blue ocean, we fall,
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and,
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die again
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RIDE THE FREAK SHOW!
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In 1649 Dr.Zerobov was accused of multiple accounts of murder,
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conspiracy, kidnapping, and other naughty things. Many people
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have disappeared. Many people have died. Dr.Zerobov's whereabouts
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are unknown.
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Open the door!
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oh-oh there is no floor!
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right away you fall into the midst of all the gore!
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meet the evil clowns with sagging breasts,
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the drunken monkeys with bumps in their chests!
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the sadistic mother...who eats her babies LIVE!
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and the killer bees from her vagina....the bee hive!
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Don't forget lil' Peter Rooster, the boy's got a trick for you,
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he'll scrape your insides out, and bathe you in his chunky mushroom-
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flavoured spew!
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and as you step through all the corpses,
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and as you walk through all the rot,
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as you see the little children, all long dead,
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with their heads torn off
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as you crawl through all the feces your civilization has shitted on us,
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as you reach our magnificent altar,
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where we cut young pieces of meat,
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where we sing and we dance, and we paint all with blood,
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blood from YOUR evil children,
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blood from your evil pod!
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as you see how we live, as you see how we are
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as you open your eyes and you take a look
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your sanity abandons you,
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a blank naked book
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and all the children keep crying
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and their mommies keep laughing, pissing
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tearing, scratching and crawling on you!
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as you come up the steps, and you knock on my door
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you collapse to the floor
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and I smile, and give you my hand
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"It is all right, you are with us now,
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you ride the freak show."
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WHEN IT IS NIGHT...
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du-de-du
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du-de-du
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la-la-la
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la-la-la
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Pretty flowers and butterflies
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and all the glitter in your eyes
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Singing, dancing, smiling, happy
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you're so empty, you're so crappy
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Talking about such delightful things:
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the coolest movie, the best CD
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the clothes you want, what car you drive...
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AND asking questions too?!:
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Who are you going out with?
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Ooh, did you see THAT movie?
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Walking, running, skipping, laughing
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ahh, the world, such a happy place....
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The gorgeous sun, that shines upon us
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all the great, great things, accepted without a fuss
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even special cream for your zit pus
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It is all so great, with so many people,
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all the same, all so joyous and gay!
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AAAAAAAAAAAAAA!
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ALL FUCKING DAY I HAVE TO LIVE IN THAT ROT!
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ALL FUCKING DAY I HAVE TO INHALE THEIR FUCKING SNOT!
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ALL FUCKING DAY I'M FORCED TO LISTEN!
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ALL FUCKING DAY I WANT TO KILL!
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But when the day is finally over, I run away, I run real fast
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into my house and to the basement!
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I enter through the great black door.
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Inside I take off my fucking costume, the one I HAVE to wear outside
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Inside I dress myself in comfort, inside I get, and clean, my guns.
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Ah, smells like another night of slaughter, ah, don't worry, I'll kill
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your children first
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That way you can see me smile, a real smile, as I eat your little ones
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and while you're sitting there and crying,
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I'll be laughing,
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feasting on the tender meat
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aaaaaaaaaa, it feels so good to unzip your pants, and shit on all the
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people
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aaaaaaaaaaaa, I'll go to the next house now,
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hehe, there's a shitload of children here: Christmas Day at the orphanage!
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Lookey here, and lookey there, Santa takes a chainsaw out of his x-mas bag!
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VVVVVVVVVVVVVROOOOOOOM!
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tis' so freakin' funny! to hear the crying and the screams
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lots of blood and lots of gore,
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but what? I am not content? I CRAVE MORE CORPSES! MORE I WANT!
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and so, shoving pieces of juicy ass into my pockets, I take off, into
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the night.
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fuck, the damn red and blue lights are flashing
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and the little round officers are madly dashing,
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hehe, yesssssssssssssss, they're following me
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right into the booby-trapped......WOW-E! that little roasted piggy is
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burning up, reallly good, look at the others try to save him, ah too late
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now, I've got my machine gun. they're all dead.
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Now I creep into the house, where there is silence, the shitty kind.
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Where all is calm and all is silent, except for the kity's screams, heh,
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ever see a skinned kitty? they twitch in a really "special" kind of way...
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Ah, the family, AWAKE NOW!
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...and of course me and my M16. Shoot them down as they come down the
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stairs, tumbling down...
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splat, zoik, pop, and crackle
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it feels kinda weird stomping on their empty heads.
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The brains and skulls feel real tingly, aghhhhhhhh erection, release!
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WHOPPEE!
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shake it all up in a kind of stew,
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and pour it all over you.
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Ah, tonight's festival is over, but tomorrow new weapons shall arrive,
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they shall keep spawning sanctuary: destruction, until all is gone, until
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there is no corruption.
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until they are all dead.
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email me: xcon0@yahoo.com
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