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Her dress is sliding down

and it becomes hard to breathe.

I must be happy now.

So why I scared to death?

She is dead!

I see woman stripping.

Hot sweat's running through the cold skin.

She is dead!

I see a perfect body

But I'm afraid, she'll killing me.

My heart is still alive.

It beats inside of me, but

She sees me as just a piece of meat.

Now I have no more hope.

Now I know no more truth.

My death is stripped in front of me.

I'm horny, I'm sweaty, I'm hot like fire.

I'll be a perfect dish, at least.

A meat must be warmed, she has done it already

And now my scream is soundtrack for her feast

She is dead!

I see woman stripping.

Hot sweat's running through the cold skin.

She is dead!

I see a perfect body

But I'm afraid, she'll killing me.

She is dead!