Pedophile Sickness
It's written throught the ages
A generation to stick with
It's my job to commit this revenge
I'll come to this door shining the blade
Shining the blade
Now the weapon of choice will do no harm
For my arms are around the neck feeling the sqeeze, I'll play
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