S-21 (Ode to the twentieth century)
atomizes mind, tearing neurons, thrown into a filthy toilet bowl and flush.
Enventrer soul and make his stinking bile at the bottom of a bowl of white china scarlet.
Digging his brain using a silver spoon bent and swing all in a gunny bag.
Hang the skull to a tree and burst admire dangling, dripping with the remains of his brain.
Rooting his spine with a sharp movement and flogged with.
During that will advance the body of silent procession, skulls hanging chanting bloody past century.
Revolution! Trepanation!
Revolution! Trepanation! "
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