the_kill_is_always_mercy
raze
now
hoist
the
child
above
your
head
and
wait
for
the
hand
of
a
godless
man
to
graze
his
skin
,
perfect
but
for
the
stain
of
soot
that
blights
his
boyhood.
echo
of
the
ash
he
was
formed
from
.
callback
to
the
night
flames
devoured
the
house
he
was
born
in
.
we
watch
these
beasts
beat
the
blood
from
their
bodies
with
the
prime lenses
set
deep
in
our
skulls aimed
at
a
dent
in
the
dirt
,
so
all
that's
shown
is
shadow
.
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what's it to you?
who
go
blather
from