Chop Off Their Trust / Les Baudouins Morts
Grinding & mincing & cutting you legs Do not think that I'll fall for your regrets Because of radiation, I can read your thoughts And now I can see thru your hypocrisy Year after year, you fed me with lies You were always pretending, pretending to be nice Your abuse of my trust, has provoked my hate Now I'll rip you to shreds, and I'll use you as bate Things I believed as true, have now become lies The ignorance in me, has flown away like flies The kindness I used to have, is now replaced by hate Don't talk shit about regrets, 'coz now it is too late
Submitted by VladTheImpaler666 — Jul 09, 2026
Child prostitution, sex-holidays, state turns a blind eye Sick rich bastards, want kids to abuse, which have no say A fuck for a buck, a buck for food, but it's no excuse For forced prostitution, to survive, when these kids will always loose Child prostitution, sex-holidays, state turns a blind eye Sick rich bastards, want kids to abuse, which have no say A fuck for a buck, a buck for food, but it's no excuse For forced prostitution, to survive, when these kids will always loose
Submitted by VladTheImpaler666 — Jul 09, 2026
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