Snuff

A few of my fav songs, I turned into a poem.

Snuff, died from sulfur's sinister crazy clown, Killpop is where it's at even if you are skeptic, dead memories will arise hopefully before I forget,
Spit it out man it's so easy, people = shit, there is the devil in I with the plague
I have a nomadic pulse of the maggots,
there is also the negative one who sings the heretic anthem in the year of XIX

No matter how hard you try the vermilion part 2 bloodstone mix is part of your souls voice that's what she means to me,
A child of burning time will come for you all when all hope is gone even if duality = three nil, the blister exists only on the inside of your AVO.