When people start justifying virgins, you know the game has begun, the gears turn, it starts at the bottom, it will churn and churn, cover up your faults, are you on the edge, hold on for dear life, or you could fall off, oh, to fall between the cracks, caught in the gears, the goblins, starving for food, they smell their boon, you fell, sprained an ankle, don’t worry, your uncle is there to save you, he brings you home, you’re so beautiful, so clean, but his eyes burn with desire, you've already been butchered, churned out, you’re blood sausage, you’ll feed this beast, give him a taste, he was starving, it was what was offered to him, of course he’ll pay, but will it change, the sacrifice you made this day, in the next life, get on your knees, beg to suck your father’s dick, maybe he'll at least offer you a room, but really, what is a worm girl worth, blasphemy, blasphemy, don’t you know the night sky is watching, Satan waits below, he has his eye on the god seeds, his anger burns deep, those kids better make it, or this pitiful demon’s soul, he'll claim it, alas, what have we learned today, your grandmother smiles, her big and sharp teeth smiling, of course, trust in family, but be careful, there are wolves about, throughout it all, the devil's agents are waiting, reality is always echoing, if you don’t play, you could end up as a meal, some chicken breast, lovely, tasty meat, please fall in love with me, I’ll be waiting, on the horizon, a dream is echoing, my nurse wife, a genocide in Gaza, none of us are above it, but why worry, I live in a bubble, the game waits for all of us, we have other shit to worry about, it just started, the stage is being set, but people are already falling, don’t let wisdom ruin it, we’ll all get fucked, don’t struggle, whining and wailing isn’t going to help, wrapped in chains, serving Jabba the Hutt, don’t make your dad mad, it’s only asking for trouble, I lost the rhythm, a misstep, a fall to the abyss, hell’s gates, I’m too high for this shit, but I’m waiting, like a coiling dragon, a fruit passes before your eyes, do you take a bite, trap card, it’s actually me, pulling a hook through your mouth, a camel and the needle eye, when will people learn, people need a change in spirit, it might not be real to you, but maybe offer your soul to money, the devil is waiting, I’m sure, your flesh is real tasty.

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