Mad Men (should be cat. of madness)
Spin on
axis of earth .
For dust is all you are.
Minds conditioned.
Molded to hate,
just to maim new souls.
Permission inherited at birth
to slaughter,
with not a wince nor an ache.
Where
do you hide,
demons of humanity?
Perhaps,
just under rocks,
laughing.
axis of earth .
For dust is all you are.
Minds conditioned.
Molded to hate,
just to maim new souls.
Permission inherited at birth
to slaughter,
with not a wince nor an ache.
Where
do you hide,
demons of humanity?
Perhaps,
just under rocks,
laughing.
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