Agathocles Squeeze Anton текст песни, слова песни Squeeze Anton Agathocles
Agathocles - Squeeze Anton
Do you really think you're the lord of darkness ?
But your theories, we spit on that
Squeeze Anton, the fake satanist
Feed his guts to his dogs of hell
Squeeze Anton, skin his dick
Occultism is not a profitable thing.
When shall we get him ?
Shall we show any mercy ?
Shall we put an axe in the head ?
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