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Title: Fantasy From Pain Lyrics: Leaves rustle by ominously, a chill quakes through my mind Though tear drenched eye I witness, this innocents demise The heavy hand of her father, her virginal flesh defiled My hand moves to my scrotum, not wanting to enjoy But the pulsating heat of my passion, I can feel on my inner thigh Peering through the bushes, to the dimly lit room inside Desecration of a young girl, makes me wish she was my bride Now I must venture further, into this shrine of pain To satisfy my suffering, and end this creatures demise. Now its my turn, I make my way into this foul environment His dick slips out, in utter dismay his gaze meets with mine My actions swift, as I push him to the floor this man will have to die His daughter panting, crouched in terror they both await my next move.... Reflecting on my actions, I understand what must now happen Concentrating my weight into my knee, I drop upon his face My erection is persistent, so I turn and peer downwards Laying in a pool of vaginal fluid, I approach my victim Regret! Sorrow! Sadness! Aching for my death.... The pulsing flesh under me, I can't fulfill my urges Stepping out of myself and letting the hate control Quivering in such ecstasy, my thoughts now wander Into a void, another plane, a heightened state of mind Driven into this negativity and exploring Surprisingly she cannot feel my hands around her neck, or my death sinking into her.... Shaking.... Smiling.... Weeping.... Bleeding.... Her Jesus embraces touching, her breast tenderly with a light push he enters, her swollen lips But looming in the back of her mind the knowledge that her Jesus is dead Fantasy From Pain, Vehemence mp3 download Fantasy From Pain, Vehemence lyrics Fantasy From Pain mp3 music, free Fantasy From Pain mp3, download Fantasy From Pain |
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