hehe já eða Edible Autopsy Wheeled in on a cart, lying dormant not dead Hospital of immortality, butcher their patients bloody red Taken to a dark room, fear of impending doom The doctor straps you down, with an evil grin Grabs his rusty blade, ripping through flesh and vein He tortures his patients through evil means You can't try to fight them, first they change your brain beyond the realm of evil, their means are insane Mutilated beyond belief, but still kept alive Pathologist of death...
Hugi notar vefkökur til að bæta notendaupplifun á vefsíðunni og greina umferð um hana.
Einnig hefur Hugi uppfært persónuverndarstefnu sína. Skoðaðu stefnuna hér..
