Jeffe Ovie


Red, Black, And Christ.

Dark Angels are rushing at me as for a piece of meat...
Some flesh to satisfy human's need and sexual misery...
Where I lend my hand I get fangs' bite for reduction...
I have a heart, I have a brain, I have emotions...
Who cares? I am just a sexy piece of meat...
The tender angels put on me their seduction...
And I swear, I beg, I implore to give me another role...
No way, the movie is a scary one...
There must be some blood, some rotted sentiments...

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