Short Bus Pile Up - Ball-Peen Beating | Текст песни

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Innocent victims will be slayed by my hands.
Pulverized faces swirl the cum in my nads.
Open displays of gaping cranial trophies.
A pile of limbs puts a smile on my face.
Fresh new flesh at my disposal.
Corpulent bitch this is my proposal.
Let me pummel your skull with this hammer
And you wont die a fat disgusting slob.
No time for a yes or a no.
Getting undressed its time for the show.
Gripping the throat strangled by my fist.
One swift blow to start this ballpeen beating.
Hammered by the rounded tool I’m swinging.
Pieces of the skull break through this peening.
Blood begins to pour out from the nostri1s.
Stepping on the gut she’s barely breathing.
Beat, fucked, slain, slaughtered.
Screwdriver in hand used as a chisel.
Hammered through the lungs her life now fizzles.
Bound by bruises.
As the last breaths escape from her lips.
Prop her legs up to open the hips.
Ejaculating loads into the fuck hole.
A final fatal blow puts an end to her role.
Lifeless lays the corpse between my clutches.
Covered in the ooze of blood and semen.
Continuing to pound the steel to body.
Piñata that I beat now when I’m lonely.

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