carrion-klar_hell-written-performed-and-recorded-by-carrion-klar-2012

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i cant wait to see you here in Hell where the coffee is burning a sore in my throat the flesh ignored where the ink is now stored and the dishes are washed with the blood of healing abcess sores myself is burning next to myself i cant wait to see you here in Hell taste the suffering on my lips and throw down your arms try not to be late will she follow in my footsteps Hell is cold this time of year we could freeze to death in my arms Hell is so cold this time of year cmon freeze with me in my