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Crucifixion Your sweating Bode layed on the cross the nails and hammer bright the Cruxer sets it on your limbs through flesch and bone he strives Your body winds in pain and gasps the muscles cramp in flame onlookers claps with fun no shame for them its all a game.. then when they lift the cross with you you know that is the end but still some hours Agony no help no mercy sent.. They mocking you and having fun your mind is letting go the blood drops constantly DOWNWARDS for them its all a show.. when finaly your soul gets out you see them standing there aroused and hyper oh my god you lift up through the air..

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