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Virus Scanner (Interface)

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Fractured logistics chain,
Prevents the gay flesh,
From transferring death to its impending host.
Protect the herd against malignant strains;
Revive the white, Christian, pure.

When the sphincter breaks,
I'll be there to obey.
I know the truth about your life,
And I'll ensure it comes out.

Darkened shrines of decadence,
Surround the way I live.
Casting out the infidel,
Protecting the ass beyond.

Putrid beds surround me.
Only God can judge me.