War On the Plebs
No one would have believed in the early years of the 21st century that English lives were being culled by evil powers from the timeless worlds of hell. (No’ 10)
No one would have dreamed that they were being scrutinised by someone who treats us like we’re a disease that swarm and multiply in the inner cities.
Yet somewhere in the gulfs of hell, minds immeasurably more evil than ours regarded our lives with such disdain and slowly and surely drew their plans against us!
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