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up in the arse of your built-in guilt

truckload of fists through the bowels of filth

food for the worms, not for the thought

dumb your mind to forget the pain

everything in this world can be bought

sold, destroyed and sold again

mindfucked and sodomized in depraved ways

your disposable corpse piledriven with shame

your dumbed brain filled with cathartic

slackening emotions, violent lethargy

wrecking ball through your fucking skull

wrecking skulls through your fucking balls

reaping the rectal forgiving grace

boundaries torn, dignity banned

opening cavities, monstrous caves

expanding the limits of tolerance

pissed upon are the dodgers and weak

modest mice turn the other cheek

the meek shall nothing but nourish the earth

you spend your life regretting your birth

up in the arse of your built-in guilt

truckload of fists through the bowels of filth