Flowers of Disease/CURRENT CAMPAIGN NEWS
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A curse shall light upon the limbs of men; Domestic fury and fierce civil strife Shall cumber all the parts of Malton; Blood and destruction shall be so in use And dreadful objects so familiar That mothers shall but smile when they behold Their infants quarter’d with the hands of war; All pity choked with custom of fell deeds: And Caesar’s spirit, ranging for revenge, With Ate by his side come hot from hell, Shall in these confines with a monarch’s voice Cry ‘Havoc,’ and let slip the dogs of war; That this foul deed shall smell above the earth With carrion men, groaning for burial.
Pinnacles of Corruption:
Sept 10/08
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