twisted head dreams of corruption and the living dead, behind an ancient wall hidden away where the evil lives and the demons play living amongst the dwindling population I make another attempt to escape it again today , you can leave , you can go go go , run fast but you will never get away , the economy the politics and these mentally deranged farm boy hicks, u wake again to the lunatics , outside my window wanting me to come out they scream and laugh even hate some shout , others waiting hiding for ambush , I know the game it never changes that's my advantage that it's always the same except the distorted faces are different by the year. what would temp outsiders to ever dare come here? the land of the incest family's the living fucking nightmare . enter if you dare ...
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