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Vile Whip Verdict
How does it feel
the black hands tighten round your throat
Leo?
Dragging you deeper
down to your bed tomb pile of bones.
They're all watching you
from underneath the barren soil.
your lies unveiled and the story told.
No sleep
the screams
tearing
down
your hollow heart.
They're watching you,
they're all watching you.
Leo
Pray to your almighty Messiah,
traded away for a handfull of
jewels.
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No one will hear you
from the rubber covered grave.
The boiling sap,
suffocating.
The whip will soon curve
around your rich and
honored back.
Until you puke up
the last congolese
soul.
How does it feel
the black hands tighten round your throat
Leo?
How does it feel
the black hands tighten round your throat
around your throat
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