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DEATH OVERRULES ALL JUDGMENTS HERE ON EARTH
In reign of terror, split, with holes and pain,
the sentinel, distained his fingers black.
The pools of sticky-red descend, like mud,
and eyes despise the madman’s gaze, above.
Where flowers bloomed in glassy panes, sublime,
the heart of Vegas shatters - shards of fear.
Screams hail, uplift, the crazy bastard’s smile,
but, final drift...
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