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Let the dogs come
And gather about my corpse
Let them lick my blood
Tear my flesh
Gnaw my bones
The body is ruined
Torn and broken
The deed is done
Conceived and spoken
And the body lies there
Like an ill clod of blood
Growing into the ground
Dead
