Scald


Scald
Dead. Shot 4 Shot, Bodying, Every Enemy Seen With A Shot.
Hot Beautiful, Sweetheart.
Night Of A Crescent Moon.
Swoon. She Is, Love, Alive.
Grave Awaits Those That Keep Falling.
Crawling 4 Mercy, Avails, Centershot @ Forehead.
Thoroughbred. Scald.
Healed & Unhurt While Cleansing Life Of Lessers.
Pleasures Get No Better Than C.R.E.A.M., "Money, Honey".
Lovely Nightmare @ Point Blank Range, Again.
Grin @ Stare @, U, With Not A Life 2 Spare.
Air, Being Taken Over By, The Darque, As She Wraps Up Her Work.
"Berserk", They'll Say, As The Headline, She Predicts.
Credits Yours, Scald.

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