"Evil," I've thought about that word,
have poked its rib with stick
to see if I can see how dense its skin
A word of wicked companionship is evil
like thievery, rape, ethnic cleansing
and famine
Oh yes, Evil may have its glory moment
when Evil looks unbeatable, but it's end is like...
that of a syphilitic madman, blowing out his brains
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