Unclean
Unclean
I REGRET NOTHING.
Gott ist tot.
.GodisdeadGodisdead.
How will you comfort yourselves, murderers of murderers!
What was holiest. What was mightiest in the world. Dead. Dead UNDER YOUR KNIVES.
Who will wipe the BLOOD off you? UNCLEAN, UNCLEAN.
Where is the water with which to clean yourselves?
What festivals of atonement, what sacred games
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