Everything is stained in grey,
And with him we want to play.
He says no but we say yes,
This is not a game like chess…
He tries to breathe, to suck the air,
We lift him up and drop again.
His bones just wrecked. A scream of pain,
And we just laugh. He died in vain…
We touch his corpse,
We cut his nose.
Belive or not,
He bleeds a lot…
We took a bin,
While chew his skin.
I threw the trash,
I ate his flesh…
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