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Dec 2013
Don't get me angry, because I don't go hulk green
my soul will just turn black and I will become obscene
what solid of your temple body will come crashing down
for word by word, murderous intent pure evil profound
I will be the gateway, to your living hell
as now cast this, the darkest of spells

Your insults have fallen on molten lava
the tears of your mother and father
a reptile with jagged tail are you
your teeth dipped in wicked venom
go back to that filth ridden chamber whence you came
to the cell next to the Devil, that shell called shame

Mister Hate, no mercy as all is too late

By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris
Christos Andreas Kourtis
Written by
Christos Andreas Kourtis  London UK
(London UK)   
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   Bilal Kaci
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