I have shifted through your decadence
blunted the fools in stupor
and incensed the barbarians into progress
whilst gathering accolades
have enmesh the vandals in inglorious mud
holding up blackened paws
gibbering tomes in glace shame of shameless
as spiteful recreants do
what do you know but the back of your ***** hands
clawing in cesspits vile
burying undead transgressions that clings avidly
as you reek odiously
the pungent stench of bullies dripping contemptible ****
in the wake of corrupted vines
and you call this spectacle of thoughtless miscreants
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