warmachine

scroll down my feed and let you bleed all over me
someones daughter son
load my gun
shake your shake your tail feather

where the dollars hide on the darker side
reaping sewing flesh
the end goal is silence
an idol of ideas
a bouquet of flesh
in this simulation
overstimulation
regenerate
ovulate
populate
with demon child
from satans war machine



Credits
Writer(s): Anthony Friedlander
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