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BLOOD OF THE GOAT
THE BLOOD OF THE GOAT
The kids gut the fucking thing.
Slicing into its belly and leaving it for fucking dead.
The kids come out mindless now.
These young warlords are ready for life with a cannibalistic approach.
These new terrorists are comfortable with sadism.
Composers, all of them, each writing a new ballad ready to be
sung.
Violent art written here.
These kids wont be here long, they knew that though.
& they are ready to stare blankly and patiently at what comes to them.
Because of the blood of the goat.
Men walk among us now.
Or monsters.
We will not be able to tell.
The kids gut the fucking thing.
Slicing into its belly and leaving it for fucking dead.
The kids come out mindless now.
These young warlords are ready for life with a cannibalistic approach.
These new terrorists are comfortable with sadism.
Composers, all of them, each writing a new ballad ready to be
sung.
Violent art written here.
These kids wont be here long, they knew that though.
& they are ready to stare blankly and patiently at what comes to them.
Because of the blood of the goat.
Men walk among us now.
Or monsters.
We will not be able to tell.
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