C / Czaar / The Death of a Petkiller
Fuck off and die you worthless piece of crap May the rats eat your heart, let the crows poke your eyes You smell like a pile of shit, your breath smells like piss Your soul is filled with muck, that dick of yours is left to rot Fingernails turned to ash, fingers eaten away Teeth smashed back in your throat, ears cut and hanged on belt I set the fire, to turn your body into mire Bones stacked on a pile, your brain squeezed and mashed I heard a piercing sound, lungs exploded in fire Your hair began to fume... Did you think you could get away after you had eat my pet You hideous neighbour cat...your torment will never end! Your torment will never end! Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa. |
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