I murdered,
hundreds of deaths,
crushes drownings burnings,
mutilations,
I'm
a fanatic
a fascist
a Hitler and a Himmler
in one wrap,
I was the one
who brought them to this place
Might as well get rid of them
myself,
You look from above,
a genocide burial ground,
a Sabra and Chatila,
the rape of the century
in a refugee death camp,
I killed them,
every last
one of them,
ants mites roaches
spiders,
all gone,
until the next wave
of eggs hatch
and it's time
to do it all over
again.
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