Last Rural Murdered / Original: Thursday, September 3, 2009 at 7:21pm
In red-ways empty town
Soulless body is lying down
Leftovers scattered by a ghost
Hungry worms surround the lost
Slowly fear and fright appear
No chance to make it clear
Foot and penis side by side
Shrank together and not in mind
Limpid blood is out of stock
Nothing alive behind the block
No more life along these streets
Last one smashed by rammer's head
Ripped on ground it quickly rots
Eyes are leaking from murky holes
Worms are fat and blood is gone
No life in this town, It was the last one
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