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HVAÐ ER Í HAUSNUM Á ÞÉR? Í HAUSNUM Á ÞÉR? UPPVAKNINGUR! UPPVAKNINGUR! UPPVAKN-ING-UR!

Gleðilegt nýtt notendanafn!
Og í tilefni þess að mig verkjar í magann og lungun í mér eru harðákveðin í að koma uppúr mér ætla ég að skella inn smá texta:

Murder at your every foot step
A child's toy sudden death
Sniper blazes you thru your knees
Falling down can you feel the heat,
Burn!

Ambushed by the spray of lead
Count the bullet holes in your head
Offspring sent out to cry,
Living mandatory suicide

Holes burn deep in your chest,
Raked by machine gun fire
Screaming soul sent out to die,
Living mandatory suicide

Lying, dying, screaming in pain
Begging, pleading, bullets drop like rain
Mines explode, pain sheers through your brain,
Radical amputation, this is insane

Fly swatter stakes drive through your chest
Spikes impale you as you're forced off the crest
Soldier of misfortune
Hunting with bated breath

A vile smell, like tasting death
Dead bodies, dying and wounded
Litter the city streets
Shattered glass, bits of clothing and human deceit
Dying in terror,
Blood's cheap, it's everywhere
Mandatory suicide, massacre on the front line

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