You'll never understand what I am saying, you have to know me to do a proper line to line? No one even tries looking beyond my imagery. Extreme Horror is a dying art form, I write a new form of splatterpunk anyways. Evolution may revive the corpse.
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Satanic lies go splat as bugs on the windshield of God's glorious truth moving ever swiftly to the fulfillment of God's holy purposes.
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Those dirty rat*Teasing us cat*With mails that spat*Their scams at bat*Swing and miss that*Strike where they're at*Take their old hat*Stomping it flat*When rat trap splat*Springs tit for tat*The cat, house sat-
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Facebook, it's free cus it's brain free, vein and empty, empty like the cows arse it fell out off. Splat Facebook is shat.
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