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No machine and no electricity

No batteries required

A man, a single human body

Dragged through limbo to inferno and back again

The most inhuman human

A sharp dressed man

Fueled by sounds deafening

And liquid gold

Words that were centuries old

Wiser than most

Always a smirk and a slight insult

But always there when called

Honed and ready

The most inhuman human

The ace of spades

Fueled by sounds deafening

Never forgotten but unfortunately gone