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Erotic, basic, with demonic eyes.

Evil-minded, tactful, living in a different world.

Your vocation is to be sick, with a wooly mind.

Castration is the rate of your twisted rate subconsciousness.

You taste with the knife the brat skin.

Sweat is flowing down your forehead while you’re

quickly segmenting cock meat.

Secondary voices mess with your brain.

They destroy your human consciousness, the corpse

blood is your subsistence.

Erotic megalomania comes up as bloody campaign.

Malice kills your goodness, fills up your soul with void.

A painful gigantic, heroic flame in your eyes.

Ominous, masterful, living in a primary world.

Dark in the depth of your consciousness.

Dick castration is your vocation.