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The Preachers Daughter... With Devilish

 The Preachers Daughter... With Devilish

Father.. Forgive me, for I wish to sin..
I'm falling weak.. To the animal within..
My soul breathes an icy fusion..
Demons breeding off their own delusions..
What say you.. In GOD I trust...

my dear girl
you are one of gods finest creations
you speak of these demons and their evil desires
ive seen your thoughts and your evil temtations
worry not.  
you will start to feel better, and be in less pain
when you kiss the girl about to be slain.

Oh thank you father..
It is the preachers youngest daughter..
She has such a heavenly sent..
To have her i'm hell bent..
Like a thief in the night..
I'll slide in and make her mine..

To have her here, to have you both.
Watch you touch her, then slit her throat.
Before you do, you must hold her tight,
And make me cum all through the night.
I'll not touch her, she's yours to hold.
For you to play with, til her blood runs cold.

My proudest moment, here tonight..
As I hold and embrace, this child of light..
Bury my soul allong with sin..
Keep this buried deep within.
In her blood, i've been born again...
Written by cavanwomble (Nob ody)
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