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Teeth Of Lions Rule The Divine

Harvester of death behind a marble altar Sucking your last breath- smiling A gibbering wreck, rope of love around your neck Life a crucifixion- keep smiling

Within her hands are gifts for the damned You take them all Consume the pills, the acid, the booze Weakness can't refuse White speed, brown smack, bone

Fordítás: Fogai Lions szabály az Isteni. Új nadrág és ing.

Within her hands are gifts for the damned You take them all Consume the pills, the acid, the booze Weakness can't refuse White speed, brown smack, bone

Enter the 49 gates of uncleanliness, said she hoisting up her skirt I held my breath against her fetidness As I gazed upon a swinish flirt I worked like