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Year 135 (CXXXV) was a common year starting on Friday (link will display the full calendar) of the Julian calendar. At the time, it was known as the Year of the Consulship of Lupercus and Atilianus (or, less frequently, year 888 Ab urbe condita). The denomination 135 for this year has been used since the early medieval period, when the Anno Domini calendar era became the prevalent method in Europe for naming years.
Actors: Kristina Kambitova (miscellaneous crew), Cherise Honey (miscellaneous crew), Cherise Honey (miscellaneous crew), Ken Olandt (producer), John Cappilla (producer), T.J. Sakasegawa (producer), Phillip J. Roth (director), Phillip J. Roth (producer), Jeffery Beach (producer), Dale Midkiff (actor), Michael Ironside (actor), Atanas Srebrev (actor), Atanas Srebrev (actor), Krasimira Karachorova (miscellaneous crew), Gary Schmoeller (miscellaneous crew),
Genres: Action, Sci-Fi,Through their eyes, decide their fate
Reminding me of the face I hate
Frustration, a common drug
Perversity brought by the one that gave me the 'gift' of life
Their fucking eyes, driving my acrimony
Oh, how I plead for extinction
You psychosexual, retarded cunts
Call me prophet of extirpation
I will bring you salvation
As I violate and defile
End you worthless existence
Feed the wrath within
Beating to pulp, adrenaline rushing,
Thrusting Eden into my veins
I pleasure none less than divine
Redeem yourself, prisine excitement
Atonement of the sins, the blood I she'd
The excretion of an ingrate god
Through their lies, relentless rage
Reminiscence of the cunt I hate
Internecion, my daily drug
Perversity brought by the one that gave me the 'gift' of life
Their fucking eyes, driving my acrimony
No guilt, no remorse
No fake pretentions
For all the lives I've taken
For the concubines slain
Engorging recklessly
This path of gore and debris
Misogynic carnage
Relive the first kill, over and over again
Continuous bloodshed to purify her lie-spreading throat
With goreastic entrails I am adorn
No guilt, no remorse
No fake pretentions
For all the tramps I've buried
For the concubines slain
Misogynic carnage
Redeem myself, pristine excitement
Atonement of the pleasure, the gore I spread
The excretion of a butchered cunt