where four infectious minds breed hate...
bloody lies of impurity drip from the hands of injustice
brows furrow and mouths turned down in scorn hiding fear...
bodies blend as to protect the close minded-ness of theyre peers
hiding behind the mystery of dark naked eyes...
they must mold in a wall of themselves...
to hide the tragedy of truth in how our soldiers really died....

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"QUOD ME NUTRIT, ME DESTRUIT--AUT VINCERE AUT MORI"

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