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I wonder who you think you are

You damn well think you're God or something

God give life, God take it away, not you

I think you are the devil itself

If hospitals cure

Then prisons must bring their pain

Don't be ashamed to slaughter

The centre of humanity is cruelty

There is never redemption

Any fool can regret yesterday

Nail it to the House of Lords

You will be buried in the same box as a killer, as a killer, as a

killer

A drained white body hangs from the gallows

Is more righteous than Hindley's crotchet lectures

Pain not penance, forget martyrs, remember victims

The weak die young and right now we crouch to make them strong

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