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Thou Art Swine
Laughing in life,
Crying in death,
Mocking in a position of false superiority,
Begging for mercy when ye face your maker
Placing trust in a material world that betrays
you to an eternity of suffering
Faithful to gods who demand your sacrifice;
an eternity of servitude aboard the Flying Dutchmen.
To the locker with ye,
to the infernal pit,
The sands of time betray your soul,
the flames erase all your visions of grandeur
A slave to the darkside,
thou art nothing but a pig!!!
Roasting, for the barbeque,
the pork pulled off your bones
Eaten and regurgitated,
used and abused
Thou art nothing but an object
of entertainment
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