[gatling gun drums sync also with the d3r-lyrical-flow and delivery; as well as a party-demon inspired dance track and melody, heavy trance heavy sway heavy sub-liminal, absolutely fucking irrefutably addictive beat, orgasmic vocoder on 50% of the song vocal, 188bpm gatling-gun speed and style explosive undead beat, haunting yet warm over and undertones] Time's come for you to call it quits, Therefore-four-four-four, Talk Shit, Get Hit, (Talk-Shit-Fall-Down)!!!! Demons swirls like vultures spinnin' circles all over (something's gotta give) Preparing the next meal the vultures stay (they ask what it means to truly live) Yeah baby yeah Baby yeah baby Fuck you eternal Burn in Hell Wrath is your lot (is your own lot) So rot for Me (Me) Dead on arrival (your soul stays denied, ho) Blood splattered everywhere (That's damn hot, make Me harder turn Me on!) Little witch girl darling, My sweet and treasured surely bitch, Your blood oozes kinky, warned-ya yeah made it clear! You will never and couldn't ever step to Me, ADORE. MY. WRATH. [gatling gun drums sync also with the d3r-lyrical-flow and delivery; as well as a party-demon inspired dance track and melody, heavy trance heavy sway heavy sub-liminal, absolutely fucking irrefutably addictive beat and enchanted spells of pure wrath and elemental fragmentation] [gatling gun drums sync also with the d3r-lyrical-flow and delivery; as well as a party-demon inspired dance track and melody, heavy trance heavy sway heavy sub-liminal, absolutely fucking irrefutably addictive beat and enchanted spells of pure wrath and elemental fragmentation]
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