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• Titre: Queen Of Flies
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It's a temple for the worshipers of human decay she'll be known to all their offspring as the queen of flies in a mud infested ravel of a fallen house lie the body of the woman who was never found and the maggots eat away all sign of recognize she'll be known to all their offspring as the queen of flies her flesh will their shelter and her hair will be their hide she'll be the home of pestulance, a vengance genocide and her bones will be chalk that cleans the tidal wave of anything organic, that's not worth to save chorus death is so unfasionable flesh that falls of bones the end comes creepin round the bend death is so unfasionable makes your colors gray what makes me say such things it makes you hate me so this whore will be the mother of a million things that longer down the line will complete a ring when her bodyfat is turned into a stinking pond its forgotten that she died with her makeup on and the hamridge that she has upon her naked skull was once a place for wirship for the white and dull and the dress she wore that day that she was swept away its a temple for the worshipers of human decay