Oliver K7 - PErsoNaL mArtyR
PErsoNaL mArtyR
The comedian forgot how laugh/
Ms. Pain leave me off/
I create my personal martyr/
and this is just the point of start.
Paul was the first christian/
but him blood is martian/
he is so prophetic/
(s)he is so dramatic
You'll load the options of the beyond/
and you've permission to murder/
anything stop your service/
but could turn the order.
Seems like the powerful god/
seems like the creator of the killer pods/
your name is Tomé, the uncreed/
but you're dead, she said.
Cut the fingers of the heretics/
make the heads in the position of eject/
eat the flesh, drink the wine/
you're so done, but am not feel fine...
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