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Blood Chunk

All aboard, just say goodbye, raise your sword, you are gonna die! Ride the waves with your boat, and pull up your anchor. This wind leads us to shore

My imagination runs wild at what this could be Open up the can to discover a dead body Or what was left of one, pieces in a bag Blood is everywhere what

My imagination runs wild at what this could be Open up the can to discover a dead body Or what was left of one, pieces in a bag Blood is everywhere

imagination runs wild at what this could be Open up the can to discover a dead body Or what was left of one, pieces in a bag Blood is everywhere what