| Words from the Mind |
| Help me! I can't see. Who's there? Answer me! Where is this? Huh? Demons are coming. Black souled maggots Frenzied attacks waged. Demon, Devil, Saint! Come feel me. Come! Come kill everyone. Bastard children are Playing in the streets. Why? Why? Why, Do they kill? Is the flesh sweet? Must it be burnt? Much better to suck the juice. Feel the skin before Before my knife. Sweet temptation Tantalizingly close. Pussy meat is so sweet. Eagerly await the touch Of the hot innards On my face. Joy! Joy! Joy! Come to me! Let me bring you Pleasure! |
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