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The Horned Water Warrior Up Ill fuck you up, fuck your sweet daughter in the butt- Smash your sons head on a rock- And feed your wife my cock! Ill fuck you up, fuck your other daghters tight twat- Feed your son to a shark- And call your wife a slut! ILL FUCK YOU UP!!! (up, up -- up, up -- up, up -- up, up-up) ILL FUCK YOU UP!!! (up, up -- up, up -- up, up -- up, up-up) Ill FUCK you up... You lookin at me like you got beef. You wanna fight with me, Ill rip out all your teeth! Your little preppy british boy cant run at all, But hell have to, cuz I can do a wolf call. Pretty soon all hell be seein is red. Hell wish iwas a dream and he was in bed Too bad hes not, cuz now hes dead; Next Im goin after her head. Please dont kill me, your little girl screams As her body rips at the horizontal seams You never thought this would happen at ten An after this, she goes in the bear ben. You lose track as the bear engulfs her, His thick fur and skin act as a natral muffler. Youll never again see her pretty face, Dressed up in lace, Ill be haunting your dreams in her place! Next Ill start defiling your wife She looks better with clothes on, but shes still pretty nice Say something I order with vicious intent. I love the british accent that you present. The police are going to catch you, youll go to jail. Whatever your plan to get away, is gonna fail. Fuck it, I plop som C4 of her chest Tell you She was good, but not the best. Stand back and flick the detonator, Thatll teach the bitch to be a fucking hater. The only ones left are you and your daughter. I plan to make this a full 5-man slaughter. Reveal some scissors, and cut off her tits Slip out the fat, feed it to her in fists. I go for the fur, givin her a haicut. Shove the hair up her ass, and then sew it shut. Roll the sweet girl off a cliff, You aint never seen anyone act cold-hearted like this. Now it's time to get away from the flora and fauna I'll take you to the city, and treat you to a sauna. Toss you in the chamber, what, don't you like the steam? Prefer something hotter? Here, take some gasoline. Open the door so I can toss in a match! Afterwards I shut the gate, and close up the latch. I watch as your body gets incinerated. Your skin slips off, your blood pressure unregulated. Let you out just in time to save your life. Lay you on the floor, and cut your face twice. Castration is the next action in order, Even though your son was only twelve, your dick is shorter! Start to use your scrotum to patch up you wounds Bring you to the baker and turn you to macaroons. Dine that night on your sweet flesh, I wonder who I'll kill next? |
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