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by Han Nan Sep 29, 2007 category : Life, society / about society
You really should have known not to anger me Now you have paid the penalty For my hands were crying out With your blood on my conscience your future was bound I had come to slaughter you cold All for the lies you should not have told Now no more you shall not sneer Now I wait for my next victim to appear So you see don't irritate me Or you blood stained future shall be keeping company