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The Last Seconds of Dullards’ Votaries

Burn in hell, sale labels
Take a mouthful of your own shit
You hasten the waiting of The Most High’s punishment
Let the pages of your book of death you bloody read!
I am the messiah and my Molotov makes your vile souls

Its useful for gift of the Most High and from the heavens
let the price be on your sale skin
You shall be mad in your own delirium
releasing the rotten shittest sin

But you are not the Devil or Jesus
Nor Jehova and no At las
You’re not the Man and not the Animal
You’re only phallus

Licking the faeces of your lords
You’re approaching to the end of your fucking hordes
Collecting the crumbs from their charity!
You are the slaves of the stuffed

You’re the worm of the poisoned lord
Which devours the all fair and bright
Let my holiest pray punish you
And burn the bridges for the way of the most high!

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