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She is abyss
The milk is taken with extraction from the burning womb
it tastes so sweet like a child's nay,
pours down slowly in the mouth of nature,
for it is Natura who is active and filled with thoughts of it's own,
a fetus is left to die in the dark,
she is only bottomless and guilty.
I have no reason to obey My Lord,
this convenience is no longer necessary,
the son has not been born,
it is a Devil's work, a craft made by the Witch itself,
the vagina does not what the show the light
for Natura to come out.
The Circle of the three is blasphemy father,
I want to hold and love my poor little brother,
she's not a eagle, but only a lion in disguise,
a woman with masks and trickery for the world to see
she's lost,
she's a dissolution to be.
Burn the Witch Milord, listen to your old mother,
so Natura will not have to rule without his father,
she's evil and corrupted,
blessed be the Lord,
the woman is a maggot feeding from the fruit of your ancestors
my protectors.
The milk is taken with extraction from the burning womb
it tastes so sweet like a child's nay,
pours down slowly in the mouth of nature,
for it is Natura who is active and filled with thoughts of it's own
while a fetus is left to die in the dark,
I am abyss.
