Marko Skott


Under The Hammer

You came here to suffer from the first cry
And that I have given for whatever you try
And that you surely will have no matter
So, be prepared you soft nut under my hammer
I crack you to pieces with a smile on my face
Grow yourself back and I'll crush you again,
'Till you are slain with the hardest pain

I will throw you to birds when you suffer no more

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