Bad poetry

Destroy everything. Let the sky cry blood and scorn the earth with thunder. The sprit of fury fills me up with hatred. The monster inside scratches and rips flesh and senew, trying to tare itself loose, free.


PS: Just wanted to write some bad poetry and see how many youtube-clips I could think of.

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