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Kill Love, Make Hate

"This hurts me as much as it hurts you" The lie I've heard a thousand times before Continued through to drown the city But words spat out seem to count to no end Now die whore, is your head under water Manmade virus is infecting the world Lies created to kill love, make hate It's left me no hope but false hope Now die whore, are my hands bloody enough Verse impregnate the virgin's thoughts It's once thught impenetrable now But I found the door to her heart She decided to answer when my fist swings, hello

Copyright © | Year Posted 2005




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