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Nov 2014
Twisted delusions, nightmare illusions.
Siren's song of death, spoken with voluptuous breath.
Entice you with looks of come hither, make you a tasty dinner.
Follow me into a deep dark hole, Where I will swallow your soul.
I inhale you inside me, Bring you to life within me.
Deep within me you stir, ****** pleasures incur.
Seed is sown, runic bones of fate are thrown.
Your death is foreseen, Your soul serene.
Make you a child of mine, And then crush your spine.
Taste of blood, flesh and death, Putrid and rotting on my breath.
I am the siren of men, Welcome to my dark deadly den.
Faellin Angel
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Faellin Angel  Georgia
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