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Me and my boo, together today. Me and my baby, sharing a parfeit. Soon a question must be asked, But it's a very daunting task... Will she like it? Will she agree?
This mischievous,Little fiend, creeps, under theseBranches, whilst robbingAn executed body,Of its diabolic soul
Tortured, by DemonsOn their descent, these men bornOf wicked way, surgeThrough scorching pits, whilst begging,For any form, of mercy
I am the Christ!Give me your hands.Let me take youto the Promised Land.The end is near!Open your eyes,we must prepareMass Sacrifice!"