iron mechines

The world is blind A herd of sheeps Gates of hell Iron machines The slother of dancers was greusome and sensless raped and tortuer shocking scenes of madness Find me some kindness in faithless state drugies and bucher screams of hate I can feel the time closing down on me Enter through my head clock ticking down my knee The unactive head of ours Suprime leaders have brught upon the death of young childrens The world is blind A herd of sheeps Gates of hell Iron machines