We are the hollow men
We are the stuffed men
Cuddled up to eah other
The pighead full of straw(s)
The whispers we exchange
Are devoid of meaning
Army must have moral men
Able to use their instinctive pulsions to kill
Without any emotion(s)
Without any passion
Without any judgement
I commit hundred(s) (of) horrors
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