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Vile Whip Verdict
How does it feel the black hands tighten round your throat Leo?
Dragging you deeper down to your bed tomb pile of bones. They're all watching you from underneath the barren soil. your lies unveiled and the story told.
No sleep the screams tearing down your hollow heart.
They're watching you, they're all watching you.
Leo
Pray to your almighty Messiah, traded away for a handfull of jewels. Find more lyrics at ※ Mojim.com
No one will hear you from the rubber covered grave.
The boiling sap, suffocating.
The whip will soon curve around your rich and honored back. Until you puke up the last congolese soul.
How does it feel the black hands tighten round your throat Leo?
How does it feel the black hands tighten round your throat around your throat
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