parched with thirst our cup overfloweth with the crimson milk of human blindness in charnel towers of ivory besieged the bones of subjugation are picked clean in barren decadence tears are the only affluence welling eyes are indifferent as the blind bleed blood and tears out damn spot out the fruits of perpetual decay pouring the salt in open wounds out damn spot out the scars remain will stay perpetual decay bloody hands never wash clean abject misery to bleed decadence to feed out damn spot out parched with thirst how the other half die void of compassion our cup runs dry with a silver spoon born to dig communal graves the only consecration the economics of pain in barren decadence tears are the fuel of affluence wells of blood run diffluent a bitter harvest to reap  blood and tears out damn spot out the fruits of perpetual decay pouring the salt in open wounds out damn spot out the scars remain will stay perpetual decay bloody hands never wash clean abject misery to bleed decadence to feed out damn spot bloody hands never wash clean abject misery to bleed decadence to feed out damn spot out
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