Ad Hominem - Slaughter The Pope

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Your senility reflects your dying religion

Decades of reign among the perverted lambs

Praising tolerance and forgiveness

But concealing Holy Inquisition's deeds



Shaking but never wanking

Anus of humanity



In the name of heathen ancestors I shoot the pope



Impotent pedophile pig

I'll cut your flaccid dick

And I'll nail it on your forehead

Does it remind you something?



I know you won't live for a long time now

But you don't even deserve one more day

Will your weak soul forgive me?

Of course not you master of hypocrisy



I'll pray for your pain

Tortured by the burnt heretics



Shoot the pope


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