the sun reflects on the red salt water
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squiring bodies, death screams
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crunching backbones, blinking hooks
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laughing people
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again it's time for the slaughtering fiest
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what a joyful murderous day
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do you know what I mean?
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hooks ripping flesh
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drogging them to the shore
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with knives they try to reach the hearts
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blood pumping out of the wounds
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two hours until death
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finns hitting the water
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blinking hooks
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two hours until death
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The Island
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| Project Pitchfork |
