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Through the six-feet of dirt they

claim to hear the sound of the

pouring rain

Saying it's me up here pissing

on your grave

The stench of shit gathers more

flies around to run their mouths

Them brainless know not what

they're talking about

It's the outcome of severe

inbreeding

Back then, now and always

you maggots will be crawling

by my side

Keeping the flame of hate alive

Until hell freezes over I will

be the cold thorn right there in

your side

I promise you rain tonight

From behind them aliases

pathetically trying to point

their gun

To me it's none for all and all

for none

It must be hard without them

brain cells to try and understand

With empty pig-ass-eyes to

make a stand

Hooray for the severe inbreeding