Cripple Bastards - Living monuments Тексты

Punish me ...
Suppressed remonstrances, a sorrowful sunset,
the extinction of my sectarian infestation.
Empty squares, slivers of vitreous collisions
left on this afflicted ground.
Channeled fear controlled by mechanized steps,
the word "LAW" becomes a synonim of "DEATH".
Punish me.
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