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Little Death

from Great Satan by Bar Sinister

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I was born naked and crying, and I'll probably die the same. I've been told, "never stop trying," though I'll probably live in vain. All effort is futility when pigs grin and part their lips for each other's shit. Awash in their applause, I'm lost inside the wake, left to question what's sane.

If I play my cards right will I live or be welcomed into their devious game disguised by its name?

"Humane" is the most wretched word that I've ever heard. "Humane" is the most wretched word that I have ever heard. I walk a path less innocent, but it only goes to show what I've always known. The sentence will be passed down, then the pigs will sniff me out, lest I live hoof to snout.

If I play my cards right will I live or be welcomed into their devious game disguised by its name? Bleed, child, for a long while. Hide your shame and cover your sin. It's a devious game disguised by its name.

My trapped and dying soul could not be more alone. Last night a travesty occurred right before my eyes and I'm trying to recompose my will. Still, I'm hiding my stink from pigs in the pasture. My trapped and dying soul could not be more alone.

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from Great Satan, released August 8, 2011

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