Fable
Where the dirt is flowing in blood
cruelty is the passion
unsanctified is the fable their...
that is received in donation.
Where the humanity is loosen
wild is the behavior
they are equivalent to a sewer
by their achievement.
Those who are killing the human
spreads the poison of hatred
in that land of slaughterhouse
the devil each and everyone.
They are heinous in their stables
group of the Iblis
I am giving them hundreds of curses
listen-
The catastrophe that slaughterhouse
will be destroyed soon
that is what is written in it's message
all of it will gone.
Paradise! The fire of hell is coming
which is not far from home.
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