Assassins

Fire In Pain

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Not one word left unperverted, by the human race. Everything our God our Creator gave to us had been selfishly prostituted left for dead.

Not one word left unperverted, by the human race. Not one soul gives notice, not one breaks out, to care or to mend.
Trample the weak, live for yourself. unlearn.

We are our own Assassins.(6)

Behold in my own prophetic visions are the ruins of mankind. Our Broke down world, we split on ourselves.

We are our own assassins.