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Dust heavens

I got american pride but some call me a villian
i think your a terrorist who lives with his mom and hides bombs under the futon
actin raw playin call of duty all the day long
imagining you had balls and were in afganistan
ill lift the asphalt up and bury you underneath of it man throwin grenades and arsenal by the hand full thunder clap your head with phantoms
breach thru your door with demolitions
3 round bursts  ending everything
Dust heavens 99 virgins
Public executions
Poisons
Pray to your god
But nobodys coming
Your left alone with the screams
from unseen beings bleeding .
Written by Mr_Hellbound (Clandestine)
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