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The Murder Ballad (with the devilish Crimsin)
Phone The Murder Ballad
Down in the depths
of this fucking cesspit
you ain't got the slightest notion--
of what you have summoned
Well, tonight's your lucky night dumb cunt,
tonight it's a two for one...
enters the devil's mistress
you'll feel me in your balls
ache, twist burn
fellas what do you know about me?
call me Meph
not the drug ignorant fuck
it's short for Mephisto
I'm the beast that rips up your cunt
gets drunk on your blood
I'm lucy pleased to meet you
I'll fellatio your darkness
swallow all your sin
come to me with midnights on your breath
seducing me in an art
I'll suck you dry from dusk till dawn
before you realize you're about to die
I'm fucking long gone
next victim if you please
I'll destroy you given the chance
so tread carefully when on my ground
slide, swagger, spin
enter my dominion
I stalk the night
like the wolf on the prowl
rip out your fucking jugular
give a triumphant howl
leave your doubt at the door
it takes confidence to amuse this whore
bespelled and besotten
I got you right where I want you
just a shell of your former glory
go on relent I dare ya double dare
die or join the murder ballad
it's all the same to me
free will's a fickle cunt
it was, however, YOU that phoned us
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