Fill the Empty Spaces In Hell With Human
Our land has been barren, cleaned and swiped
The voices cry out loud, millions of years they have wiped
The darkest place on earth, thousands of years we have roam
This land six feet under our home sweet home
For those shall be brought who swept this land
They must be crucified, suppressed more than they can withstand
Scream they must, in pain they must run
The empty spaces in hell must be filed with human
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