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Pressed down to the ground

With blood-stained legs

Write with pain

With gratitude licking its suppuration

Freedom exchanged

For the rules, for right

To scrape off the filth of existence

Follow the fallen!

Join the Crawl!

Think on command!

Troops of the groveling puppets

Follow the faceless leaders

That escorting you to shooting execution

Follow the fallen!

Join the Crawl!

By pitiful speech of fallen in rapture

You gulp down the blood

Of rotten gods

Resurrecting the ashes

Worshiping to corruption

In the rush for attaining perfection you forgot

You’re already dead

Humiliation your revere

Like sluts tremble over the money

Dissolving in mass

Crawl deify marchers