Belle, N Garment That Slithers Away As My Vision Clears. Hell.
Hell. I've Been Here 4 Lifetimes, Now I Know Better Than 2 Rebel Against The Devil.
Rebel, Of A Cause D-Funct. We All Wound Up N Hell.
Sell Me Back My Own Soul. Such A Common Piece Of Starfell.
Dwell Pon The 666 Tatted Pon The Beast's Belly As A Princess, Again, Unleashes Death Knell.
Sell, I, My Soul Again So I'll Know X-Actly Why I Fell.
Tell I, Again, Daemons, Just How The Devil Drags ' Em 2 Hell.
Farewell, Ya'll, I've Learned 2 Like Livin' N Hell.
Farewell.
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