The God, The gun
The vasoline
You dirty pig I’m cuming inside you
The pain, The fear
The flash, The scream
You dirty whores I’ll murder all of you
I monster living sin
I hate myself the way it slips in
Taste the black it’s on my lips
So I can cum again again
Little death will run inside you
Little death will run inside you
Little death will run inside you
Little death will murder all of you…
Murders murders murders murder suicide
It will surely find you
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The God, The gun
The vasoline
You dirty pig I’m cuming inside you
The pain, The fear
The flash, The scream
You dirty whores I’ll murder all of you
I monster living sin
I hate myself the way it slips in
Taste the black it’s on my lips
So I can cum again again
Little death will run inside you
Little death will run inside you
Little death will run inside you
Little death will murder all of you…
Murders murders murders murder suicide
It will surely find you
Murders murders murders Read more…
The God, The gun
The vasoline
You dirty pig I’m cuming inside you
The pain, The fear
The flash, The scream
You dirty whores I’ll murder all of you
I monster living sin
I hate myself the way it slips in
Taste the black it’s on my lips
So I can cum again again
Little death will run inside you
Little death will run inside you
Little death will run inside you
Little death will murder all of you…
Murders murders murders murder suicide
It will surely find you
Murders murders murders Read more…
Give up your ghost don’t be afraid
Little pain will go away
Give up your ghost don’t be ashamed
Bite the barrel, pull the trigger
Goodbye to this cruel world, of mine
Hello to the better times
Give up your ghost don’t be afraid
Little pain will go away
Give up your ghost don’t be ashamed
Bite the barrel, pull the trigger
Don’t claim the mess I left behind
Let the maggots choke on my mind
Don’t look at me my son
Don’t cry I’m finally happy…Dead
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Heaven Shall Burn
I know words don’t touch you anymore.
Weakness, social failure — an ancient phantom caught your hearts.
Following a leader, selling your souls, you’re not above, you’re so far below like sheep on the shambles, you’re like tools in their hands.
Given up your existence, your dignity, you’ll never take over, never again!
Raise my fist, the streets are ours.
You’ll never bring it down, you will surrender.
Depression and hatred are not enough for winning this fight.
Resistance deep from Read more…
