Published on Wednesday, July 28, 2010 by admin The God, The gun The vasoline You dirty pig I'm cuming inside you The pain, The fear The flash, The scream You dirty whores I'll murder all of you I monster living sin I hate myself the way it slips in Taste the black it's on my lips So I can cum again again Little death will run inside you Little death will run inside you Little death will run insid...