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Under ruins raids “de rais.”
Searching joy in melting boys
the sound of crushing juvenile bones
and children ghosts who roams

like a pedophile hive that seeks for this infant purity nectarine
sacrificing newborns, praising our dark lord.

The old baby farmer, the wretched Miss Dyer
At the Old Bailey her wages is paid.
In times long ago, we'd 'a' made a big fy-er
And roasted so nicely that wicked old jade.

like a pedophile hive that seeks for this infant purity nectarine

Parthian suffering
I sought your pain and cunt
And drank ethereal essence
I'm child devourer, Lamasthur.
Your portrait on a back-side milk
I, necromancer bard.
Listen to my binaural
Enchantment, wake up nervermore.

Succumb into suicidal wishes
Come closer to haunted house of witches
I have tasted the holy mpther's womb
Inverted cross impales the nazarine.

I am a seminal plague
Who parasites on your daughter's vulva
I delight myself from menstrual pain
Till the times she spent masturbating.
I am serveant of Abyzou
Serpentine which crawls among breasts
I am Eva's torment and lust.

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