Texty

If hospitals cure then prisons must bring their pain do not be ashamed to slaughter the centre of humanity is cruelty there is never redemption any fool can regret yesterday nail it to the House of Lords You will be buried in the same box as a killer, as a killer, as a killer A drained white body hanging from the gallows is more righteous that Hindley's crotchet lectures pain not penance, forget martyrs, remember victims the weak die young and right now we crouch to make them strong Kill Yeltsin, who's saying? Zhirinovsky, Le Pen, Hindley and Brady, Ireland, Allit, Sutcliffe, Dahmer, Nielson, Yoshinori Ueda, Blanche and Pickles, Amin, Milosovic Give them respect they deserve give them the respect they deserve Execution needed a bloody vessel for your peace if man makes death then death makes man tear the torso with horses and chains killers view themselves like they view the world, they pick at the holes not punish less, rise the pain sterilise rapists, all I preach is extinction Kill Yeltsin, who's saying? Zhirinovsky, Le Pen, Hindley and Brady, Ireland, Allit, Sutcliffe, Dahmer, Nielson, Yoshinori Ueda, Blanche and Pickles, Amin, Milosovic Give them respect they deserve give them the respect they deserve
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