My dead body weighing down your troll husk
Barely striding not to sink in the mud
Legs unsure and Enemy on tail You suffer
Buried deep withing Jerusalem's soil your treasure
Keep your veil on in the narrow streets
Worshipped corpses raining under your skin
Flay and Float for miseries untold
I am the harbinger of your sorrow
Murder Maker!
Mayhem Master!
Bloody Heretic!
perverted savior!
I Am Scum!
I Am Shit!
I Am Fucked up like your innocence!
1 comment:
yaaaay, cool!
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