Jesus christ, whores child, the impotent king. Descent from the heavens to us and we shall again lift you up on the cross and pierce your filthy flesh with the goldest nails Look at the gods bastard son as he is hanging on the cross doing that only thing he can. Listen as he is crying like a child as we cut open his chest with the black steel and let that red urine run out from the stinking corpse. Jesus christ withdraw your second coming for your presence fills my heart with disgust. This...
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Einnig hefur Hugi uppfært persónuverndarstefnu sína. Skoðaðu stefnuna hér..
