2012/07/08

Rapists - 2012/07/08

Making the world a better place
Slowly screwing its pretty face
Seeking the monsters come alive
Fools waiting on them to arrive

Hot flames of perdition crackle
Bloated shadows in suits cackle
As skin of our sons turns black
A victim of the constant attack

Machinations bear monstrosities
Spread as plague amongst cities
Dazed and confused by the glare
Of heads paid great not to care

So behold these walking corpses
Pupils dilated nothing is amiss
Stuffing their faces with trash
While earth continues to thrash

Imperfect stains of the disgust
Daydreaming of a porcelain bust
A picture perfect tale for eyes
Feeding minds that collate lies

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