Paroles: Oceano. Contagion. Ending Intellect.

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Were your plans to over through?
I'll let you experience struggle.
Ignoring suggestive influence, your intellect has merely lead you to martyrdom.
Which shall serve as a deterrent for those who chose to follow.
Corrupting public thought, influencing paranoia, breeding a new infectious plight based off mental terrorism.
For such defection find punishment in execution.
(your execution.)
For such defection, find punishment in execution.
Now face the repercussion of these acts.
Tortured nearly beaten to death, your tongue is severed from your mouth, a reminder there's no freedom of speech anymore.
As your soul bleeds out, your body shall be left to rot, and the rodents to feed upon you corpse.
Silence is simply that easy.
You have failed to deconstruct a flawless design.
Bow to a real oppressor.
Your voice and mind are the true contagion.
So you must be Exterminated.