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I love blood
The red glow kills restraint
Crimson is what I love
It guides humanity’s hate
So raise that fist
Break some wrists
Make some lists
Violence is my song
Skulls are my sigil
Oh it doesn’t take much
Humans are fickle
A sunken stomach and a couple of blinks
It happens quite fast
So have this last drink
It could be our last
We are humanity’s Wrath
So Sing my song
And Fly our flag
Malvo Hussein
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Malvo Hussein
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