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Death cast upon them. their death, your commodity. tortured and enslaved in a world of inhumanity. condemned to a world of darkness. a realm of cruelty and pain. incessant murder of victims. murderers, you wont go unblamed. a sea of blood arises. death becomes their reality. unkowingly bestowed upon them. a demonic destiny. slaves on a factory farm. deprived of their instinct. driven insane. slaughtered in the temple of death. disillusion of pain. a sea of blood arises. death becomes their reality. unkowingly bestowed upon them. a demonic destiny. condemned to a world of darkness. a realm of cruelty and pain. as the temple doors close. too terrified to take the last breath. the final end to their suffering. their death. our insurrection is being established. a battle for the animals that are scorned. no longer can we let this conquered flesh be torn. to inflict this pain. you have no right. in defense of the sentiment. it's a war that we will fight. we will win this war