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Bred
Scatter rice before your knees
Bow down until they bleed
In hard prayer
For lil taken ones soul
And the house he dwells in
And the evil that moves
Him..
He wrings hand in my nightmare plan
Laid through halting morality
where the heart might be..
But is no longer..
Come to Daddy ...
Pulled by their easy strings ..marionette
Bodies in contorted twist
And wretched heart pain...
In daylight jumps to broken neck
Lest ye forget
My Name...
What remains?
Not your Lord or his exalted ghost
Repent ye, in vain
..until blood tears
Fall in rusty trails..
And the body that remains.?
Lie there in eternal discomfort
On my bed of nails...
Where my son was bred in your womb
With ravenous soul fuck
Spilling hellish seed...
So go ahead.
Scatter the rice and pray in vain
Until knees bleed..
It does not matter
In this tattered house where my song
My son...
And I
Reign
For Hades comp....
Bow down until they bleed
In hard prayer
For lil taken ones soul
And the house he dwells in
And the evil that moves
Him..
He wrings hand in my nightmare plan
Laid through halting morality
where the heart might be..
But is no longer..
Come to Daddy ...
Pulled by their easy strings ..marionette
Bodies in contorted twist
And wretched heart pain...
In daylight jumps to broken neck
Lest ye forget
My Name...
What remains?
Not your Lord or his exalted ghost
Repent ye, in vain
..until blood tears
Fall in rusty trails..
And the body that remains.?
Lie there in eternal discomfort
On my bed of nails...
Where my son was bred in your womb
With ravenous soul fuck
Spilling hellish seed...
So go ahead.
Scatter the rice and pray in vain
Until knees bleed..
It does not matter
In this tattered house where my song
My son...
And I
Reign
For Hades comp....
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