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Artist: Bhayanak Maut
Canonical path: /bhayanak-maut/confucius
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Confucius
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Confucius
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Throne!
Alone
Cold
Thrown!
Away
Mourn
To fill it up again
We don't need a martyr
To fill it up again
Warm deceit.
Warm seed. Warm the seat.
You will. Yes, you will.
Remain!
You will. Yes, you will.
Be - fore -you
:: Wear the crown just like your maker.
Take - charge
:. Pit down. point - your - fin - ger
Leave - your - seed
:: Spray - it - out
Be - hind
Don't - it - get - so - hard
To - make
Another fear. Admit that you were never ready.
Force - your - self - inside
That - head
I'm - pris - oned. Now don't drop your soap.
Sink your feet
Sin free. Born a freak.
They will never see.
Will you?!
You will. Yes, you will.
You - wish - you
:: Grew a six pack like your maker.
Take - alms
:: Beg now thrust your arm - out
Your - third - arm
:: Bends - to - the - right
Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha
I bring you eggs. Y bring you milk. you pay me.
I take your wife. Wou take my bike. we're trading.
You suck my cock. I bless you son. it's holy.
Don't - it - get - so - hard
Bet - ween
When the father drops his pants and pops your cherry
Forced - his - way - inside
Your - bed
Drink up now. No fas - ting.
My father
In bed
Hold me closer
Your cross it dangles on your chest
You @#$%^&*
I will. Nev - er.
Play hide and seek with you.
Because. I know.
Your snake will find its hole.
I bring you home. Y pizza. you don't tip.
You scratch your crotch. Sou shake her hand. she's pregnant.
You go to sleep. You wake up. you're drooling.
Those new sheets. Fre ruined. fuck you.
You go to church. Yhe priest winks. you're sweating.
Half the guys in shillong are wetting.
We're outta lines. We make fun of pom-pom.
Pom pom pom pom pom pom..
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