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I who you think you are
You damn well think God or something
God life, God taketh it away, not you
I think you are the itself

If cure
prisons must bring their pain
Don't be to slaughter
The center of humanity is

But there is never
Any can regret yesterday
it to the House of Lords
You be buried in the same box as a killer
As a killer, as a

A drained white body hangs the gallows
Is more righteous than Hindley's lectures
not penance, forget martyrs, remember victims
The weak die young and right now we crouch to them strong

Yeltsin, who's saying?
Zhirinovsky, Le Pen
Hindley and Brady, Ireland, Allit,
Dahmer, Nielson, Yoshinori
Blanche and Pickles, Amin,

Give them respect deserve
Give them the respect deserve
Give them the respect deserve
Give the respect they deserve

needed
A bloody vessel for peace
If man death then death makes man
Tear the torso with horses and

Killers view like they view the world
They at the holes
Not punish less, rise the
Sterilize rapists, all I is extinction

Yeltsin, who's saying?
Zhirinovsky, Le Pen
Hindley and Brady, Ireland, Allit,
Dahmer, Nielson, Ueda
Blanche and Pickles, Amin,

Give them respect they
Give them the they deserve
Give them the they deserve
them the respect they D E S E R V E