Silence all around I feel good oh! what's going on, fuck the blood
Give me the pleasure, more than this that's mental destruction I hurt myself and I reach a stage of pain cry out, writh around
Give me the pleasure that's destruction of famed mentality I hurt myself and I reach a stage of pain
start the show that destroy all people that has gone mad kill each others actually, truth gonna be destroyed and the truth of feint is made at all
truth, this is not going to exist anywhere not this must not exist pleasure of spirit, it's just all in my life but I don't know, don't know only that, I don't know...
so truth isn't exist anywhere imagination is truth
Give me the pleasure, more than this cry out, writh around
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