I come
to see them cum
While crawling the mud
and snowballing blood
Imaginations I design
A consitution divine
close to prostitution
They come in two
I know they'll do, 'cause I've asked them to
Join me for a coin
Imaginations I design
It's like a constitution
of memories divine
And then at last
it's going fast
Take it in the mouth
give it to the next
the blood is running south
Snowballing Blood
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