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Judges

Look at the judges
Piss it feedback your giving
Hell no your lies are just nudges
When you read that I'm living
My words my emotions cannot be rated
Take notice or become sedated by grenades in syringes
Be careful what you awaken for your death is dated
Your soul is a feast and my thirst is endless
Went to war and saw mountains of death
Turn off the machine
I chamber your last breath
Wait I'm a human being
Written by co31225 (Steelhands)
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