Seeing life through shattered eyes hollowed out by crows stinking words of slurping lies death in perfect form. The spoiled minds of children who slither in the dust devour whole their kindred in a never-ending lust.
Come now, lads, lay down your arms shed your hands and grin. Fill the through and feed the farm break your bones and skin. Stick out your tongue and ring the bell gorge yourself to bursting. Taste heaven in the devil, sell your lands of birthing.