cum sprays in the dirt
the thorns pushed in your back
the bushes fill with moans
the air is thick, and wet
flashlight through the dark
broken branches underfoot
pigs with tusks tear up the roots
running, blood, streaking, cuts
chorus
Their lights flash in the night, we run through the woods. cuts adorn us, as we fly to the beach. scream are heard as comrades fall, mouthfuls of cunt now lapping up the air. into the water we swim to hide.
smoke in the sky, creating shadows on the city, cop cars burn, flipped, and left. the pigs scream as we fight in the street
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