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Skulls
Filled with hate,
want to kill you slowly
Cut off your head
and keep your skull as a trophy
Using your corpse as furniture
to keep it as a reminder of my victory
Your life no longer torments me,
rid of you forever
Hate is gone,
and more of you are slaughtered
Because the anger returns;
More skulls to collect
Some are turned into bowls
functionional use is made of the bones
