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Pieces Of Thy Flesh
CDP (march 1,1987 / cadiz city)

Pieces Of Thy Flesh

This is the day that all men will die!
For their where nothing left in the earth.
The Armageddon is close at hand
Mother Nature seems to be distant and the
soul of thy people shall be in my bloodstained hands
Death to the god of Nazarene
and shall the spirit of Satan shall rule the world.......
He will live forever and we will dominate the world
he was cursed and was forever forbidden to bring back the call of nature....
He was cursed....
mother fu*cker! ! ! !
Smile though your death is coming and the day shall pass my soul...
I am not afraid to die..... Curse him who heals the sick..........

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