the butcher's fall by joxn

I stumble
and I break my neck
I stumble
now I'm dead

after a while I rise
that is your demise
my skin turns blue
the more it scares you

I take my revenge
and you have no chance
I find you in your bed
and soon you will be dead

I do this not for fun
but you know I loved the sun
you have tripped me out
that was your goddamn fraud

written by joxn
18. Aug 2024
16:29

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