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Bullets stand erect directly projecting from 
 
The decaying flesh hugging gauzy esophaguses 
 
Like unicorn horns delivering vast oceans 
 
Of blood oaths upon their palms 
 
 
 
With octave ranges of innocent angels 
 
Tainted with the sexy sins carved 
 
By the tainted fingers of evil deeds 
 
Awaiting the taste of the nether regions 
 
 
 
Of a destitute harlot; I must warn you 
 
She grows weary of using her body 
 
As a pedestal to your waterfalls of semen 
 
Yet she suckles yourpenis with the fury 
 
Of a thousand demons on the prowl to slaughter 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
By Glenn McCrary 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
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Psycho Scream: Nightmare Avenue