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Delaying executions
Behind a bulletproof wall
Get on your hind feet you fucking dog

These things, regarding the head
The cop holds a thin sword above the inmate's body
"Sentenced to suffer for those you made suffer"

Cocktail jester, magnifying glass
Writing, summoning pain

No mercy machine
This new kind of killer

Search party, plastic tray
Drawn and quartered
Shaking violently, muscular deterioration
In the ache of a longing pain

His back is cold, but he can still feel his whole body burning



Credits
Writer(s): Rorik Abram Brooks
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