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letra de the parable - 8corpses

[intro]
kintaro

[verse]
pagan spit roast
salient like a ghost
i got paranoia, though
wanna hunt you like an antelope
as i watch you lope
i start to gloat
knees to chest
for your life
but your life a joke (your life a joke)
don’tcha know?
if you wanna know
if i give a f-ck
that will always be a nope
smoke you like my dope
really wanna
slash a throat
that ain’t a trope
like a baptism from the pope
sink your body like a boat
caustic soda be the goat
leave your family to mope
as they cling on for hope
i’ll f-ck your sister
help her cope
turn her to a nympho
i will be her antidote
make that b-tch f-cking choke (f-cking choke)
[outro]
as she begins to deep throat
little does she know
i’m the evil motherf-cker
that also slit her kinfolks
put a baby in that hoe
after it’s born
bash in her f-cking skull (f-cking skull)
k!ll the rest of your bloodline
’cause this sh-t never gets old
tell your b-st-rd nephew child
that it’s family died in a cult
k!lled themselves for reasons
that were spiritual
once the jit has grown old
and is suicidal
buddy, carry
it’s corpse
like atlas with the globe
little did the sp-wn know
it was a cannibal
served the flesh of it’s own
sitting on a throne
made from their skin and bone
from their bone

- 8corpses

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