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you sing about the devil like a friend with ease!

But I'm telling you: don't fuck around & shoot the breeze -

PLEASE...

You might think that it's cool but pain is my disease!

I was violated:

Blades of purple nazgul sleaze!

Death: I want it! Death: I WANT IT!

No, no no no!

Cast me meals of carnal sin you've wanton wrought,

forcing me to Grovel like a Christ for NAUGHT -

YOU FUCKING BITCH!

... a sexual servant: no more!

I may be Poisoned, but I still have my will...

kill... kill... Kill... Kill... KILL, KILL, KILL! KILL! KILL!