Testo Crushed To Death Kitchen Knife Conspiracy
I've tried to find some piece of mind in making you fall to your knees lies you throw at me are now empty your death will make me feel like god four ton weight it will seal your fate as it plummets down and lays a deep crack in your skull my revenge thought you were my friend justice will be served I'll dump you in a compactor crushed to death I know your child's at home awaiting your return that kid will feel alone when you are discovered a pile of bones and flesh bloody and violent mess sticks with me your pitiful pleas but I followed through with plans to end your worthless life punishment brutal as it gets die you backstabber did you hear your bones snapping crushed crushed