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labrynth maze? trapdoors? bottomless pits? well fortune? three side coin truth proof? fork sifting? coverless books? and plenty of spare days
Sand in the Wind 2005 release. Featuring producers such as Evil Eye Scream Infamous Words Cymbiotic The Original Los Infamous Words Tee-Know Sophist
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Classical • Renaissance
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#4,557 today Peak #37
#147 in subgenre Peak #7
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Fiendix
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fiendix
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April 12, 2005
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kill me now, while this ripped out heart is empty and dead on the floor! the harlots and minions never leave those trying to do right. "alone" binding sexual acts upon beds in darkness, thinking the gods are unable to see? im asking this question; 'how indescribably stupid can you actually be?' it was us, who like dogs sickly masterbated to you and me. indulged inside the filthy, disgusted at my own reflection i can no longer see (correctly) i want to cut off every unclean body part you inhumanly kissed and like an animal licked. never again to wish upon snake eyed clocks in this succubus's room upon her hearing these words of doom, she'll cast upon me a dreadful spiteful spell and in the last days of my sickness, i'll pawn away my life for her to burn in hell. resting under dirt, which is all some people on this earth are worth the dead grasp onto the living to bring alive prosperous lifes down remembering first meetings how she looked through mirrors as i dropped my crown she smirked deviously and continued painting over her old lost ugly secluded soul nothing therepuatic about this witch now she's all alone and left outside in the cold besides the imps and incubuses fanning the treacherous jezebels mold holding no real value, their lives of hypocrisy always end in bold tragedys. sitting upon bone thrones of true majestys with unholy goblets full of pure mens blood drinking that one sip of deity wine opened gates to drown them in the sublime flood. how could so many humans and gods be wrong.... and you be so right? thats right! you claim you couldent misconcieve your own face in the light!?!?! you know the way your makeup goes on and how it fades off by each passing second you weep with a deadline to be out and about their resting upon clouds without sleep. waiting for mistakes upon the chessboards.. watching your every move.. making sure in the end, you will be the one who will lose.... what you have, what you had, and what you will never have again.
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