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Author: Lunatic Asylum.
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                        Slaughtered At Church
			
Let yourself be a woman...
- Imagine your down torn, like an inqusiition realized - that one with sharp
blade crosslinking your body right between your legs - through it first flows
blood - you can feel that warmth but can't help yourself viz. you're shocked
by pain, for example. Then, fifteen seconds later, comes out great lump of
something imperceptible - you consider it's your guts - and that is no wrong!
You feel your weight dropped and bulks of something unsolid, soft and having
no shape coming out of you - falling down to the ground with a
characteristic sound - slop! slop!
20 seconds and you begin to feel your pain.
Spilled blood again - and pain all way! That's unusual and, of course, very
first (and last) that you can imagine... Now you turn your head down, and,
screaming in pain, notice that there's nothing but dark red down there!
You stand for illusive eternity - a mere second and begin to fall down - there
is not much blood left to feed your brain - you loose consciousness and out.
Black you see, pain you feel - you can't writhe - you can't move - pain you see,
black you feel... Now you can die - praying scythe's virge to come closer next
moment - but you last, existing. No hear, no eyes, no shrudding - no limbs...
NO GUTS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! DIE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
DIE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
AND SCREAM!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!AAAAA!!!!!!!RRRRRRR!!GGGG!!!!HHHHH!!!!
One dead, doctor.........................
Time is 00:00AM....
Did you hear that???? Who said that??? Dark I see eyes I perceive!
AAAAAAAAAAAAARRRRRRRRRRRRHGHGHHHHHHHHHHGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!
Fade out.......
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What the hell??? Who put me in this? One punch to be free... Here it goes!
Bang! Lid's off! Turf???? WHAT THE ??????????  I've no need to breathe????
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"RISE UP, MY PRODIGAL SON!" Hear? Know?? Who cast it out??
Night! Full moon and low trees around... I should learn to move faster....
It is sooo hard to make these paces... WHAT'S WRONG WITH MY LEGS???????????????
So heavy and uncontrollable...
"OBEY! FOR I AM MASTER OF ALL IN DAYS"
Cold rain... hey that's not rain - hailstones in shape of egg!!!
Earthquakes and bloody moon........ Pestilence...........
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