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Conjugated and contrite, desolated until the torture, the crown of thorns lolls of the
timber
Rest of the flesh to the one without Inumber of
martyrdoms, continue by anxious roars of vengance after tha fall of the Nazarene
Salve omnipotent king! The damned was to kiss your fingers before being sacrificed and sent
you to the dungeons. Say goodbye to the matter
and descends untill the fire valleys,clean your bloody
face with my hair and walk out of my hand, that I am your humble servant.
You are no more the Messiah, your father has abandoned you, alone it serves to the darkness,
there s the desired throne. The beautiful light of
the hell clamors your coming, and fervent you want "Prince of the darknees"
Torn toward the horizon and observe the rotten bloodstained epitph, reject
ans spit the damned crucifix that will be his part the chest of the humans,
and guide them to its dismal destination
Rest in among the *** of the females and guide them to lewd
pleassures, awake their *** and spill in men the falth for the
centuries of the centuries
Oh defeated wretch!! You are no longer primeval, alone you are the garbage that
the heaven has discarded. Get lost in the world and you will know what is vain,
decend to the hell and you will know what it wise, the hells they wish you...
buried nazarene