Old Decrepit Woman
Old decrepit woman, the woes of all my prayers and grieving.
Still shivering in your silence as you hold your bruised and beaten baby.
Old decrepit woman, perishing in the sweltering Mexican sands.
Hold on dear lady.
Old decrepit woman, weltering, ravished and ripped apart
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Like a raisin losing its breath.
Old decrepit woman, here comes putrid Poseidon.
Poor Daughter of Eve, prepare yourself for death.
Old decrepit woman, they've thrown you into the snake pit.
They've stolen all of your possessions and all of your land.
Old decrepit woman, now decaying with worms in the terrible terrain.
Oh yes, you poor soul, it was all planned.
Old decrepit woman, your soul cries goodbye.
Old decrepit woman, it is always the innocent ones who must die.
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