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May 2010
1000 faces are staring
With stern expressions they are glaring
Offensively, offended at my daring
To ruin their lives, without even caring

1000 pains, they are bearing
Revolting my oppression, my flesh, they all are tearing
But the pain in them's still breeding
Coz their soul in me is bleeding

1000 hands are shaking
In fists of rage they are breaking
My inner carcass, for I'm making
Them pay with slavery, for my taking

1000 heads are burning
With raging madness, turning
Evil plans are churning
While the 1000 readers are learning

About…my HATE!
About…their FATE!
About…the DATE!
When they are…too LATE!
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Diabolic Preacher
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