We as Songs of death

Love plays my note when i writte that list of new and hard ways to murder your heart lock in my own pool of blood call me a slut we all know hell is not hot like we use too fight in the fog thats when you kill my teen age frog play my note of death display in my funeral the day i die and i still know god will send me where satan hides

We as death in the notes i play

We as in hell in the ways i stay

We as the devils friend

General in fuck as god as a slut the devil plays as monk come on and give him a huge
we all know he left a mark go god won't tell what i did too lusiver in hell the call me a her
D in the G makes a Death god he if we see the end they fake faith in he he will make Be
convert you into she and die in the land of the free

We as main holy plate

We as generators of hate

We as the killers of faith

Kill me im hate pass me the shades im fake for god sake this

Just

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