bläcket ditt stinker
stick out your tongue under the night, and some obscenity will surely lick it
when we predict the man is above, we kick it
open your mouth, let some red leak out, and she prays he would mimic it
i know words to know how they can create and destroy, not how to bend them to my doing, i'm afraid
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