Rotting flesh, the smell of death, hells got a stench, the walls are dripping in blood, the floors covered in a dark red mud, screams of agony . you are now in hell, and i am your tormentor. -Demon Kane.
Rotting flesh, the smell of death, hells got a stench, the walls are dripping in blood, the floors covered in a dark red mud, screams of agony . you are now in hell, and i am your tormentor. -Demon Kane.