Everybody needs somebody to abuse. Every
Body needs alotta stuff to eat. Every
Fun? (Mortal scum) Rest assured it's not
Body gonna be a body one day--Having
Reels--You fall to the ground. Will heaven
Protect it? (No) A strange new world
For long. When you least expect your world
That you found. And now, bodies waken--
A-bakin'. Your world teeters on the
Brink of madness...We shall...kick
Soul a-quakin', you see your jellied corpse
You enter the sex-plague--You cannot
That bitch over with gladness--
Bleeeeeeds...When you're all dead,
Disciples of Sinbreed--And you await death--Your anus...
We'll still be here. Having butt sex--
Cause I'm so queeeeeeeeer...!!
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