Fullmoon and the graveyard, shovelwork & sweat. Exhumation for rite of necropedophile. C*** full of Maggots, * with young corpse. On the cold tombstone, lusting on the grave. . She's dead
experience. The funk dweller, creeps through your cellar. And if your moms don't know your ass better tell her, like this y'all. . There's a million and one blunt spots all over the world. That got good
corpse with the ring. And she would * my best friend if I died here today. Choke me, like you hate me. But you love me. Lowkey wanna date me. When you * me. Touch me with the lights off, and my
