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Wasted killers and unknown belief
written by EvilTiger06:32 AM 1/1/05You get your self killed by a death trap,
You get your point through by a short life,
Why don't you make an army?
Why can't you stay stable?
This kills souls that never truely knew their purpose,
This kills souls that have fear for their life dying,
People can't read minds to know our problems,
People didn't know what to do when you waste life for nothing.
Their is targets of killing that are big powers,
Their is targets of a new world of making movies and music to let anger become art not death.
Don't know the true purpose:[tergip de vairip decorpire vair por kil]I made a system that no one but I can read and a way of speaking too.I have secrets beyond thinking that is not part of this world.Occultism not known but no one will know it's name. |
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I don't do any killing. I just entertain you. /\/\/\6_-()-_6/\/\/\
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