The Joy of Shopping For Death Tools
The Joy of Shopping for Death Tools
Oh the shopping spree
what joy what glee
how natures all in harmony
The moon full
Round
the belly swells fertile ground
From the seed spurted within
Dig it up raze it destroy the divisions before they multiple-- unsanctity!
Cherry red ruby cheeked frail pale white. Dotted mottled maudlin girl
Golden glistening scintillating curls-- mocking me with life!
Once twice wrap round the bag
bag goes over the head goes down tie you up
your wrist are bound
tighten the belt crush the chest
Petechia flushing now bursting beauties
Bit by the hair o' the Burke
Snuffin the animate oh what furious work
That furry beast howls within an attractive glimmer in the eye as the eyes unite one soul slips to that unconsciousness black abyss of dreams
condensation obscures ruby cheeked whiteness
Exhilaration thrilling pumping life force
Yeah-- that what its all about...
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