In agony you're helpless. In a flesh mass where even hope comes crushing. Blood-thirsty beast is now released. Light changes the form. As if perceived, it changes you, going deep into your chest. And now you’re filled enough with the sand of insult. Most fearless are spiked with trepidation, they tremble in search for a refuge. A court clown's head is thrown as a challenge to the King Pig. Immortality of the idea, hatred against his lie, his greed and cunning. You – against thousands of his reckless slaves.
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