Vulvodynia feat. Chris Buttersworth umthakathi

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Taking the essence of those I've killed!
Ingredients for my vile concoction.
Storing all the blood and guys I've spilled!
Ingredients for my vile concoction!
Knowledge passed down through my tribal elders.
I will murder with their guidance sickness overcome through violence!
Fresh eyes plucked from an albino child will cure the blind!
Evil of an alternate kind!
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Running from the witch!
She will find you!
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Running from the witch!
She will find you!
Wondering through the dark of the ghetto.
Harvesting souls in the streets of Soweto.
Screams of the children bring my blood to a boil!
Questionable acts beyond this mortal coil!
BLEGH!
Finger nails from a new born child.
The severed member of an elderly male.
The fresh entrails of a newly killed lion.
BREE x 30
Let's see what the bones have in store for you tonight!
My secret ingredient in my Muti is the still beating heart of a premature fetus!
Wobble, Wobble feces and trouble

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