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KILL by DEAD WORLD
He's just a face in the crowd, a nondescript man, a dim witted mouthful of lies. Football on the TV, beer in the hand, the extent of his rational depth. He's a god fearing man, a wife beating fuck, a vacuous flag waving fool. Rip out his heart, feed him his dick, gut him like a hamstrung deer, Kill, kill that man...
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KILL by DEADWORLD
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