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Yattering - Pleasure Şarkı Sözleri
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try to comprehend me before you tear the aorta stab with a knife... ...once again cut throat does not compare to the pleasure of raping a child following her, i leered at her tiny boy watched her delicate moves and that strange freshness now, she´s just a dead, ripped corpse ...in the cut throat i find my pleasure raping the child you hatefully murder, then desecrate my body you should have done it before... ...before you thought of revenge i was molested it doesn´t matter now now it´s blood now it´s sperm cut throat, pleasure
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