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Walking the land of the dead where you roam

You will never find peace

You will never find home

Your flesh rotting off and your fate is entombed

Your defiled children will pick at your bones

Taking their innocence and crushing their minds

Digging your grave you shall rot for all time

You filthy fucking swine

Punishment for the defloration

Of the blooming innocence you have taken

Forsaken the lives of the divine

Crows pick out your eyes

Dragging you blindly to your grave

Six feet of cold concave dirt and vine

Rest for the remainder of your spineless life

Clawing the casket that you now call home

Breaking the fingers off right at the bones

Panic for breath

Hoping for death

You deserve

Nothing less

Children laugh as you scream in pain

Taunting your soul

Demons wait for your remains

Hell awaits your arrival

And all of the souls in hell

Masturbate

To your

Death