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there in the dark I'll ring this cracked handbell that resounds In all the dark places of my soul A peacock-hackled countess, a child crying for it's
a hackled mane Burst of lightning start to rain Sick Of your fucking shit These faggots cant get enough of it All you do to touch a tit Shit in your pants
Waxing, weaving, Winds of the wayward Howl and take their toll. Roaming, reaving, Rooks of the Rimeland Swoop upon my soul. Hackled, heaving,
meanings My efforts echo into minimal deco My breath is rusted it's a tar freckled Hackled, heckled, exhale into a dusty trumpet And I’d regale you with
simmering rage, A demon free from its cage, To pursue the End of Dayz- Heckled, hackled, Shackled from the jump Never left alone; then dumped. These fucking
white knuckle buckle, clutching this m i c, 4.5-He thought he'd flip so high, touching the sky, fly like tabernacle, Community tackled him and hackled em'
I slotted your head It was sedation To see you're dead I hackled the scrap On a bloody process Balm after this Boiling anger excess Axe Splatter Makes
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