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Mrs. J Ripper
shut your fucking mouth
bloody corpses all around
shadows always pulling down
shrieking crys only sound
insane asylums all thats found
filthy little whore
with your insides sore
i shall make you more
until your blood will pour
along the street a slut is found
within her crimsons a second round
she shall scream until she's bound
collapsing body, impulsive desires
bloody corpses all around
shadows always pulling down
shrieking crys only sound
insane asylums all thats found
it's finally time to set things straight
their sinful ways will incinerate
into their souls i'll recreate
a slaughtered heart, annihilate
with a blade came her shout
stupid bitch, shut your fucking mouth
bloody corpses all around
shadows always pulling down
shrieking crys only sound
insane asylums all thats found
filthy little whore
with your insides sore
i shall make you more
until your blood will pour
along the street a slut is found
within her crimsons a second round
she shall scream until she's bound
collapsing body, impulsive desires
bloody corpses all around
shadows always pulling down
shrieking crys only sound
insane asylums all thats found
it's finally time to set things straight
their sinful ways will incinerate
into their souls i'll recreate
a slaughtered heart, annihilate
with a blade came her shout
stupid bitch, shut your fucking mouth
Published 20th Jul 2011
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31st Dec 2011 2:59am
Gosh if I was a female; I'd run like he'll from you, but I'm not. Soooo I would probably run to you. Morbid is your mold. To you it goes together like pb and j
