Oh child of Balem, I hear you wailing. Your love muscle refuses to grow. When nature fails reach for the elixir. Boldly rush where angels won't go. — Angelspit Copy Share Image
You look so pretty with you diamonds and you designer botox. You'll have to put something special in that little red box. — Angelspit Copy Share Image
You need it trust me you need it. Inject potion peel back your face lacerate on your armor inflict uncut beauty underlines grotesque. — Angelspit Copy Share Image
Empty, heiress, tantrums psycho, with a gun. Finger heracy clean out the poison when you cut out your tongue. — Angelspit Copy Share Image
Eating from the butcher's slab becoming what they meet. Restrained and roasted while they gorge strapped into the seat. — Angelspit Copy Share Image
Televised mass poison, spitting at the screen. Keep the masses deluded with fabricated dreams. — Angelspit Copy Share Image
Tired of getting walked on. Treated like a sheep. Don't blame me for all the years, that you were asleep. — Angelspit Copy Share Image
Bound up perfected 5 inches inflated. You'll be an overnight extrovert. Pattern the body, beauty by numbers breathe in tight, this is going to hurt. — Angelspit Copy Share Image
Suckling frenzy at rubber breast. Beheaded busted a doll infect. Salty lotion, rubbed in open scratch. Removes hair and all self respect. — Angelspit Copy Share Image
Dip my tail in blood ink. Write it down in red. Scribe the words "Happy meal" Right across your head. — Angelspit Copy Share Image
Vena Carver heart starter the doctor is in. Your fist judas kiss writhing carcass new Lazarus ravenous bloodn — Angelspit Copy Share Image
