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Eviscerate
01:53
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Destruction of the Gnooomeess.
(Goblin Shrieks)
Goblins. Goblins. Goblins.
I am a Goblin, I am the devil, I am a Goblin, I am the devil
I am a Goblin so I have come to destroy half gnome blood elf babies
I am a Goblin so I have come to destroy gnome babies
I am a Goblin so I have come to rape your gnome babies
Goblins will reign supreme, Goblins will reign supreme
Destruction of your king. Goblins.
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He is not of my blood, destruction upon this vile disgusting filth excuse of a human. You cheating whore, once I get my hands on that Kreoistus he shall be castrated and have his nipples plucked off. Destruction of their kind is eminent. Hatred runs through my veins.
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Destroy All Gnomes
02:52
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I am Gnome killer, I am Gnome killer, I am Gnome killer.
I am Gnome killer, I am Gnome Killer
(Goblin Gibberish and Goblin Growls)
Ay ay ay ay kill gnomes all day, ay ay ay ay kill gnomes all day
I hang out with a turtle who loves self loathing.
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Juachamon Must die.
09:00
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Here I come
They call me
A beast like none before
I suck the abscess of dead gnomes
I want some more
I am Gnome killer
I will kill Juachamon and Kreoistus!
Splaying inside the womb
Red and wet I tear chunks from the unborn Red and wet mangled unborn baby
Eat the meat dripping from filthy...
blood-soaked, rotten cunt Infant skull exploding in my mouth
It's brain on the floor
I grab it's tongue and tear it out
Dead meat for me. I can't believe
How much this baby is bleeding
It's tiny stumps pours out more
Than it's dead mothers open sores
It's guts paint the floor
It's flesh I shall gorge.
It seems feasting on
No meat can satisfy me. I must kill all gnomes
Spunk flows throughout the mangled gnome. now I'll chop it up
Chunks of guts fly as I stand with baby skin all over me
Forcing the blood-soaked gore unmercifully down my throat
Pieces of baby are lodged inside of me
Over and over I feast on it's death
It's all gone. I want some more
I turn to it's mother
I feel pressure...
Pushing in my brain
The force caves in my head
My eyes eject slowly
Where's my knife?
I plunge my knife in
Inside my head
My veins are seeping
Warm streams of red
My tongue tastes so horrid
I must swallow it
Gore taste so scrumptious
Enough to wash it down with fecal matter.
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