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lirik lagu 6 blasphemous lycans – grim therapist

[verse 1]
my iris stared into the abyss in [?] back from the darkness
showered with the power that exists and a merciless in the heartless
my soul is so cold, its floss spit, devil wanted the [?] soul
i own his pentagrams in the verdict crosses
its morbid remorseless, slytherin [?] for [?] death kiss
when the [?] keeps gripped and spits
leg splits, hench quick, fed some sick laughter
slow [?] slasher, i’m your master
psychopathic i will capture its soul like a picture
drain your artery into an elixir
mixed with [?] ethanol and [?] hydro cannabinol
b-tch, i smoke it up then i sniff it up
i don’t give a f-ck i do it all
if you got the b-lls and you wanna blow
i’ll take a knife and put into your windpipe
slice right up through your jaw
it excites me and delights me
to then stick it in your abdomen
i’m not a gentleman, not a gentleman
you’ll run since you are the gingerbread man
then i am the baker who to cook you up
beat your voluntary, [?] sheep
i’m the wolf here to feed on guts, nom nom
like you’re my teeth so big
better to eat you with canine through your oesophagus
in your jugular vein and then i’ll p-ss and take a sh-t
unwarp remains of your corpse but they’re flamed in the force
it’s worthless, insert its purpose and its course
[?] as i slay, its fine, artillery spray
sticks on my blade that as you pray
my mind is gone and it’s been led astray
i am a wolf, woooo
[?] neck, i don’t know what’s going on
something’s wrong, nothing’s wrong, in the h-ll you’ll be wrong
c-ck back the gunshot, pow! this ghost in my flow
watch the body backflip as stripped fleshes the walls
blood drips from the ceiling, i don’t have feelings
leave a bit squealing, like a big feeling
my d-ck was stealing, laugh and she cries
decapitate her was give me hand and spiritualize
[?] roll and back from her head, m-st-rb-t-s as she dies
the blood drips on my d-ck as i rip her from behind
[?] lubricant slime melt and slide in [?]
maximus sh-t mixed to the virgin mary’s hymen in angel dust
saying hail mary amen, the reached pelvic thrust
sip lactating memories then crush them in till virgin land us
then eat her cl-t like a wolf, rabid and ravenous
strip the wall of a sheep’s flesh, the spit [?]
evil in parts of the sky, spreading pestilence in death with
asbestos, cancerous devilish
b-tch

- grim therapist

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