Sadismus Commercius

No one seems to realize there is terror science going on. They’re left out there, their future hides. How long can they last…? Never mind their cries!!

Abused by ‘men’ for commercial needs. What is going on? I feel my eyes burn out and infected open wounds burn deeper. While sadist minds are supposed to know what they’re doing.

Imagine having your body left to science while you’re still in it!!

We choose and rule over life. So many test, will they survive? Punishing me for staying in silence. We choose to die, ’cause life ain’t eternal.

Anger building up inside. Hatred, made me realize: Vivisection, killing animal life; who are we to decide?

We choose to be and pray to our Gods. inside of me there are too many thoughts. Punishing me for not say my prayers. Disrespect life and decide over millions.

Crying as they cut in deep wounds. But the pain is nothing to the pain of next day. Fearing the reaper and his sickening grim, covered with blood and his sacks are filled with gold.

Clamorous silence creates a deafening threat. Scientific homicide while the pain heats in my head. Rises bigger with my finger on the trigger, often I’ve figured if life could get sicker.

Vivisection is scientific fraud.