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We speak for the trees.

What do you have left to live for?

This planet wants you and your kind dead as disco.
Worm food for your careless actions.

The mother that has wept for so long is pissed. The flames of your ignorance have no effect anymore.

Hold your breath as your submerged in a sea of hate. Gasp as the oxygen is forced out of those tar coated lungs.

Setting fires you can't put while you light another smoke.Set fire to them all.

This is the end of this shit planet. Branches forced up your anal cavity by those who shall take your place.

Pissing in your skull caps and using your torsos as our new shitters. We will put your remains to perfect use.

I look forward to watching as your concrete jungle decays.A poor imitation of her kingdom.

This is the final era your kind shall ever know. Say your prayers and prepare for oblivion.
Written by Kiddiegrinder (Mike J)
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