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HELL ON EARTH

A hot hell at the bottom of the earth

a cesspool of filth and disease

In the 3rd world, where they will chop off your arm sooner than say hi

war and genocide are the national sports

and the only souvenirs are aids and malaria

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Feb 27, 2011
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