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Windows Are The Drive-Thru To The Souls

 Just like you told me
I've kept my window
open since you
took me away
every night since you
came all over my heart
all over my dreams
please dont leave
all the spilled seed
all the dead babies
all you can eat
YWHE's broken name
ADAM's broken ribs
SATAN'S broken heart
anything for you
your misfit majesty our
queen of the damned
all you can eat
anything for you
god is bored and alone
adam is lost to the dust
satan cant keep up
the church is on fire
and our your children are safe
because we sleep awake
you and my third eye
together in holy heresy
strangled by seduction
kissed by snake bites
anointed with disease
in Hell as on Earth
so carry me down
wont you carry me down
your wings are so big
and youre not my mummy
so carry me down
by the horns
and you know
my window is still open...


Try not to overdo it on the hashishins again, theres leftover wet dreams in the fridge if you're still hungry when you get home.
lust always in all things
see you in hell
forever yours
Wife #32/666-AA


DISCLAIMER This seemingly casual invocation and public declaration of reckless devotion of to the slut wife of the father of lies has been leaked to you by someone you know in the Institute Of Heretical Sciences, this may mean that your Satanic Whore is possessed, bewitched or otherwise totally compromised by the DEVIL DEBBY WHO WOULDNT DO ADAM OR YAHWEH FOR FREE. This may also mean that your current civilization is on the verge of collapse. Congratulations!


p.s. Please Don't Forget to Vote #1 Ishtar Lilith for Miss Universe 2016/666! Failure to comply can and will be punished by death by strangulation in the sweet embrace of the angel of death. All your children and recreational rutting will be repossessed by the Whore Cult and there will be no more extractions of your nocturnal nectar for you filthy human beasst! Hell bless you and may the whores be with you always.

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