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Creeping further into your skin
Victory is torment with butchery
You will be, you shall be

Gutted in the throat

Ripped apart, dismembered
In the throat
To see what we could

Do to your fucking lungs
I will gut you with no thoughts
I will disregard your pain

COME GET THIS
FUCK YOU BITCH
CALLED ME YOUR FRIEND
BUT FRIENDS WERE NOT