article_snippet.sent: Hunger never felt so good as Hunger does handcuffed .
article_snippet.sent: This world is a morgue on standstill watching the lost souls .
article_snippet.sent: In a cold, silent, blank stare – death stare .
article_snippet.sent: Death stirs in cold, silent, despair .
article_snippet.sent: I am a slithering soul cringing to be free .
article_snippet.sent: With a defied conscience eager for recompense… .
article_snippet.sent: Here- taste the Truth through fists and slit throats – .
article_snippet.sent: And prefer this over death from slit wrists, pills, drunk and doped .