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Текст песни Murder Squad - Impaled

Murder Squad - Impaled слова песни




Anally impaled on a ten foot poleRaised to the skies as a trophyPraing for my blessed deathPain tears my ravaged bodyVultures gather to hack out my eyesMind is fading as my body diesI am the anal ChristHanging limp and close to deathInhaling my last pained breathVision fades from red to blackAs someone nibbles my ball sackHumiliated and no manly prideFather why has thou ass fucked meI am the anal Christ

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