bastard's turned.
heaven forgives you.
tranquil delinquent,
before leaving back,
be sure to send us what you stole,
paradise in pain awaits,
those troubled souls you fired,
can make you forget,
that a key is missing, still this are the doors...waiting for your regret to knee before me.
the one that has heaven under control.
negativi .
beeneth ones shadows.
lurkin'
comemierda.
massive sack of shit.
here he comes again.
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