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Do you swear to pledge yourself
Bitch, I've already pledged myself
Can we have whatever's left
Bitch there is nothing left

I crossed the river Styx and walked upon Hades' shores
Tamed Cerberus from a pup, just so that I could enter the doors
The sounds of the screaming, leaves me almost deaf
The ripping of the flesh tells me that there is nothing left

Some within this realm have forgotten who I Is Me be
I'm a demon superior of the highest degree
The pomegranate didn't have to be eaten, but I ate the whole shrub
It reversed my fucking psychy and what was down now became up above

What was pain now became my pleasure
I once sought love, but now it's the loathing that I treasure
A succubus or two is what I really need
I need someone that knows how to pull the grass and leave the weeds

I mean fucking dig those talons into my chest and make my heart bleed
With fire in her eyes, in my mind I want her to plaht a seed
One that I can take to the upper world of total destruction caused by greed
I'll plant that bitch in deep among the rich like a fucking weed

A weed will always sprout so I got what got
Think what you want but before the catch you can't tell what was caught
Hot pussy poured all over me designed to melt a fucking dick
Forked tongues dragged all over my body and I can remember every fucking lick

What did you bring us from the upper world, is it a boy or a girl
Does he still have his innocence, does she still have baby curls
I gladly part with such sweet little treats
To watch as they tear away at the innocent souls is also a treat

To continue to reap the torturous pleasures of hell
I must return from the upper world bearing gifts and ringing a bell
Do I pledge myself, A soul that's been sold has nothing left to sell
My life is the story no one wants to read, can't you tell

 
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