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Blue Sky Black Death The Worst


[Intro: sample] The world beyond to him Adventure's in evil, without the harm The world beyond to him Who opens one of the seven gateways to hell Because in that gateway, evil invades the world...

[Chorus 2X: Holocaust] To those who didn't know and keep their streets, that is the worst I punch you in the chest, and watch your head swell up and burst

[Holocaust] I move like a large black stingray in crystal waters My fist'll slaughter, as you order, every time I kiss my daughter It is no organ above these, man or come battle me Venomous come through the tongue or deep into the skin Where a chemical is causing an everlasting, burst of agony What is this hindid that kills everything achieved and here's Much witnessed vengeance, that reveals clever hits and heals his fears For word came on to your king and he arose from his wise throne What is left, to disconnect to pebbles of dry bones Brother, you are seriously entertaining While observing of what stubborn, I murder the murderers of fathers The murderers of mothers, I'm vicious between the head and heart's eighteen inches Your lyrics reveal nothing to anyone you hating bitches He was speaking about misdirected efforts, debating henchmen It is only as you see ourselves in the mirror from shaky interest

[Chorus 4X]

[Holocaust] We will find nothing but trouble from fires, since the beginning of time Anything in my rhymes refuses prime, grab your weapons for vicious At the savage sting of all the deadly jellyfish I bring A tragic combat, in a ring Know your higher power is never hard to reach, for I ain't playing Don't hide your light under a lampshade, the sword slang My black tree is made over a forged tools, the slime The dragon was a mythological creature, over time But lacked the power of industry days, by scicy blood Shake each chest to the dirt, we compare the appearance of the sun The lost strength knowledge, the man each hating thug-thugs And after a rain of dirt road, in a country remains mud Lots of animals walk your soft mud land, years ago At the bottom all the shallow parts, and regimes, you hear me flow

[Chorus 2X]



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