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You will not last long; it's just a matter of time until your ripped apart with my hands. You will be floating audio in audio a sea of your blood, smelling your death as it burns. My wicked cum is deep inside you as I skin you. You're eyes will bleed as you pray to me for the end of you're wide-awake nightmare. Waves of pain rap around you're soul, death is staring down at you, your blood is draining fast as I'm injecting hatred into your soul, and dying heart, with wicked sweet Blasphemy and hot cum. The audio demons are dancing with the thought of you in hell. Pathetic god "dog" how does it feel, you're dieing and I'm celebrating your pain. I live to hurt and defile you the rancid god of heaven. Satan is calling you're cursed name, Satan takes you're soul dear god, and raps his cock around it. In my hand is you're heart and my cock is resting on it. I can't wait any longer so I cum inside your heart bursting it apart with my explosion of evil vile cum.
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