| The first time I’ve tasted blood
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| Saw the wide spread dying off
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| Incurable diseased and on the loose
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| Remember the atrocities
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| Stop the painful miseries
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| Waiting for the dead man’s shoes
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| I need at last your private parts
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| To satisfy my fucking pride
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| Magnitude of my oppression
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| Without pity and compassion
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| No tenderness within my heart
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| From the cradle to the grave
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| A brand of wickedness
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| Nobody tried to shift my ground
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| I need at last your private parts
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| To satisfy my fucking pride
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| Sodomised
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| Sodomised
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| Sodomised
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| Sodomised
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| When I look into your face
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| I want you to deflorate
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| My heart fulfilled with love
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| Embodiment of my desire
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| To find your never ending fire
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| Agony from above
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| I need at last your private parts
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| To satisfy my fucking pride
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| Sodomised
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| Sodomised
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| Sodomised
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| Sodomised
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| Decades of a hundred misconducts
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| Ain’t got no chance to live
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| A life of intercourse and lust
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| My eyes reborn of pleasure
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| Firing squads, cursed forever
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| Sleep of the just
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| I need at last your private parts
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| To satisfy my fucking pride
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| Sodomised
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| Sodomised
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| Sodomised
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| Sodomised
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| Sodomised |