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Apr 2014
screams fall from above driving my horrified soul deep
crawling into a crumbled bleeding heap
sewing my eyes shut to **** the crimson rivers
while the world grew out of ghostly shivers

the sinking and stinking stench of our race
we've all fallen from heavenly grace
with sprees of murders given cheers
as the few good quiver behind the salty tears

the great longing of all faded times
bubble out from the cries of our crimes
clutching at dirt to glance at sanity
yet the evil wash in their vanity

as hands now melt into prays of escape
take our souls from this hellish landscape
i cast out all shapes of this mass death
now give me one cleansing breath
James Ephraim stubbs
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     Lior Gavra, Joshua Haines and ---
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