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letra de a pledge in utah - snake father

you always wanted to belong to something more
well now here’s your f-cking chance
say h-llo to your brothers and sisters you never knew you had

cut from the gut of an incestuous wh0re
a glutton for pleasure now she’s begging for more
fill her up fill her up

i’m not here to impress. only here to offend
it’s the only way i know the truth will sink in
wake up!
you are my b-st-rd children
i drilled holes in their bodies but i was met with resistance

the smell of rotting flesh will never be as good as fresh
the only thing that life has taught me
is that we fantasize over death

so now that i have you
still i push forward. not something you would wanna look toward
so look at me or away. it makes no difference anyway
my ugly face nuzzled in the pit of your neck. do you recognize the smell on my f-cking breath?

the familiarity would seem personal as the fact that i consumed something once inside of you
and i’ll place something of mine inside of you
down in a hole you go
down in a hole i go
to a place of darkness, putridity, and pure perverted sin
oh the irony. that the smell of iron, turns me hard as iron. i must appease the new messiah. still nothing satisfied the psycho erotic holy-homicidal desire
i locked the door. but you’d be much safer if it wasn’t
i’ll give you just enough so that you become friends with death
left within an inch of your life
you’ll be walking the mile tonight

please smile for me even though i know it hurts
we created the monsters that stalk this earth
absolute darkness. absence of all light
is pure delight

i have become enhanced
i have become entranced
i don’t know what the f-ck has come over me
the devil’s dream is my wish
the sacrifice i must complete
gleam in the glare of the ancient knife

under a hate filled sky
i summon beleth in the shadow of samael
there is no heaven and reality is h-ll
this is the worst story that no soul should ever tell
spit in the face of the mother of god
i hope you enjoy the taste
curse on the human race
this is our purgatory we must face
i can still hear the children calling upon me
he never listened to your prayers but i can still hear your screams
the true nightmare is waking up
i have recognized that my life
was to ensure that you taste the knife

- snake father

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