Sounds of laughter, joyous songs,
the guests are dancing but something’s off.
Distant pounding, cascades of light, cheers erupt into the night.
Killing; cathartic for the soul, euphoric are these nights of blood.
How can you say that you’re appalled?
Final cleansing, ecstatic purge, throw their children on the pyre.
Cafe’s bustling, the streets alive, embracing terror - the spinning fire.
The choice of a lifetime, we wait, our guiding lights are here - vile and miserable.
The time to draw the line was long before our time,
our guiding lights are here - vile and miserable.
Distant pounding, cascades of light, cheers erupt into the night.
Killing; cathartic for the soul, euphoric are these nights of blood,
how can you say that you’re appalled?
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