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decomposing universe
heavy laden, selfish trolls
sing a joyful song and verse
to candy-coat barbaric souls
beauty rides inside the hearse
driven by demented goals

and all digest the lie
never stopping to question why
or to search outside the box
too busy running, no one walks

they just live until they die

you'll retain your youth and grace
rub dead children on your face