Appalachia
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I saw you on your porch And I took your hand Brought you back up to my land I dressed you up like the princess you are Did your face and clipped your nails Washed your hair in a feeder pail To get you ready for our moonlight dance When you’re naughty you’ll have to sleep in the barn It makes me sad but you need to learn I’m touching myself in an ungodly way Cuz you know that I can’t stay away I’ll steal out through the pigs and the muck To give you some special moonlight fuck Now Jesus told me That the devil is inside you And I need to slice him out in any way I can So I went and got my killing blade Hooked your spine to check your hanging weight Sliced your inner thighs so you bleed out right Drained out that old devil in the holy moonlight
Submitted by Iron_Wraith — Jun 06, 2026
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C: Well I’m blacking out my sleeves Covering up my old tattoos Cuz they remind me of the man I used to be And I despise that man through and through J: And I’m cutting off these old jeans They ain’t even good for work anymore Each knee is split right down to the seams And they’re getting real soft, cuz they’re so damn worn C: I’m hanging out my sheets They’ve seen too many girls like you They (sheets) need to be flogged out like wheat Let wind carry that chaff to someone new J: And I’m pouring out my wine It’s made me believe in men like you When they say that they’re all mine Then they’re lyin’ cheatin’ heart comes showing through C/J: Now we’re casting our lots J: To see which direction we each will go C: We don’t want to chance our paths to cross J: I’ll take the sun C: I’ll take the snow
Submitted by Iron_Wraith — Jun 06, 2026
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I, the son of Shala Born of Absinnu Have come to make manifest My destiny of sowing forth my fruit I, I the son of Thoth The Thrice Great Have come to keep the Emerald Tablet sacred To speak to the open ears and shun the closed Of arcane wisdom and hidden truth A moon child born Under the Holy Sun A wolf by any other name I've come to beguile His flock And lead the few toward The Truth I, I the son of Thoth The Thrice Great Have come to keep the Emerald Tablet sacred To speak to the open ears and shun the closed Of arcane wisdom and hidden truth I, I the son of Thoth The Thrice Great Have come to keep the Emerald Tablet sacred To speak to the open ears and shun the closed Of arcane wisdom and hidden truth
Submitted by Iron_Wraith — Jun 06, 2026
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