Project Pitchfork - The Island |
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The Island
Project Pitchfork the sun reflects on the red salt water crunching backbones, blinking hooks squiring bodies, death screams laughing people again it's time for the slaughtering fiest what a joyful murderous day do you know what I mean? hooks ripping flesh with knives they try to reach the hearts two hours until death drogging them to the shore blood pumping out of the wounds finns hitting the water blinking hooks two hours until death |
