domingo, 15 de abril de 2012

Speed of war.

Hello bomb, hollow my house out.
Hollow my body, holocaust.
The flight of a bullet is so delicious.
How it navigates to find the flesh.
How it rips write through the children.
Celebrate the pride of our ancestors by ripping some unfortunates worlds apart.
How they accumulate ammunition and they´re planning to infiltrate the humble remains of third world metropoles.
It exercerbates and rank and file ordered as incendiary ordenance.
Say good bye to the south of your country with a strike so heavy the bumpy moundy terrain will be reduced to flat regions, poisonous for years.
Hooray and worship.

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