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Index . Texts of Matthew Hewitt Red FuehrerThe fuehrer stares from ivory tower, portcullis drips scarlet, fuehrer speaks to the dark one, he discuses his battle plans, fuehrer breaths in the fowl air, he loves the taste of death, power crackles through fuehrers body.Fuehrer reaches out for the stars, stretches his fingers," I will conquer you all, I will conquer the universe", he vows. The fuehrer you see was a fool. Copyright 2003 Matthew Hewitt |