The killers that men become
bearing the right to gun
any man down
who's the guilty man now?
There's red in your ledger
a debt you can measure in blood
stains
refute all claims
accept no blame
they ordered me
say it
it's picturesque
we killed all the witnesses
sanctioned deaths
in the name of synthesis
something new born
through artificial means
blood soaked wishes
birthed the American dream
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