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Slaughter the Corporate Pigs.
Yes wherever you find them.
They use your morality to bind you down,
And use you up.
While they stuff their face,
Polish their skin, and spray their breath.
It smells like death.
Let’s gather the hogs, and press their pink flesh to the razors edge!
The ones used know may find themselves swine,
floating in wine.
Even in time if it turns out to be mine.
Slaughter the Corporate Pigs; Yes where ever you find them!
 

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