The crows feed upon their carrion. 
Their empty eyes stare through the swarms of malignant flies as their blood sweats through the soil. 

Mothers weep at their children’s bloody feet 
Mothers weep at their children’s bloody feet 

The cries of every mother blend in with each other creating a mass hum that reverberates around the world. 

The families that resisted were soaked in gasoline then burnt alive - all burnt inside their own homes. 

As I walk through the valley of the shadow of death I cast my eyes upon a mother weeping at the feet of her murdered family. 

I grab her by her hair then I drag her into an alley where I sodomize her. As I [bad word] her, I smash her face into the bricks. Choking, pounding, I [bad word] and strangle her until I [bad word] onto her [bad word] face. 

Once my [bad word] pulls out her intestines hit the floor. Her [bad word] tears then her bowls began to pour. 

I watch her bleed out.