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I'm delusional yes I am , I can see the Carcass at the gates, Smashing your face,Pulling your veins Death Angel has come, prepare to die, When the reaper strikes you, you can't tell a lie, Decapitating your head , Like a Dying fetus Abducted by an alien , Now you can see Jesus From being eaten alive , to the Flesh and the power Of Death above , Into the Dead Sky. Butchering knife cuts my body in a half, I can see myself in Obituary I was chopped in half, The Venom in my body still flowing bit by bit Yes, I can feel it the skin in my teeth!
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Dec 1, 2017
Dec 1, 2017 at 11:29 AM UTC
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I'm delusional yes I am , I can see the Carcass at the gates, Smashing your face,Pulling your veins Death Angel has come, prepare to die, When the reaper strikes you, you can't tell a lie, Decapitating your head , Like a Dying fetus Abducted by an alien , Now you can see Jesus From being eaten alive , to the Flesh and the power Of Death above , Into the Dead Sky. Butchering knife cuts my body in a half, I can see myself in Obituary I was chopped in half, The Venom in my body still flowing bit by bit Yes, I can feel it the skin in my teeth!
Johnad
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Dec 1, 2017
Dec 1, 2017 at 11:29 AM UTC
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