When you listen to it it's like they're marching straight at you, screaming at you and there's nothing you can do and they're getting nearer and you're rooted to the spot and you know you're going to die and still they're coming, all steely-eyed and determined and you want your mum and you KNOW you ain't going to heaven and it's too late and they're getting nearer and there's nothing you can do..
and then it stops. And you put on some Shitmat for some relief
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