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The eyes poured up as the calluses

They try to see the light again

To scramble and to kill for revenge

The revenge is the typical zero as well!

But to bleed doesn’t mean to finish

The business smells of vomits

And the ass smells of…!

But you are here because of it

That, what doesn’t smell!

The old plaster will bleed through

And become an advertisement

The advertisement of death, that last forever!!!