Into the darkness of the southern cross
The scent of decaying flesh fills the mist
The musk lingering in the blowing wind
Strange fruit hung from the trees
Dangling in the branches
Michael Jackson’s corpse torn from the grave
Vandals raid Forest Lawn
Crowbars broke into the tomb with powerful force
The casket removed from the sealed vault with ease
The remains strung on rope
And jacked up high above the cemetery
Michael Jackson removed from the crypt
The legion yanked up his skeleton as it rattled its bones
Laughter underneath the midnight sun
Electric shadows
Breathe in the oxygen of the western dream
A fire is built for the gathering of hooded falcons
The giants chanting under the light of smokey embers
No more tears, no more pain, no more victims
Michael Jackson exhumed from Forest Lawn
Celebration
The ashes of death rising through the cheers….
Murray said that the pointed nozzle slid in nice and easy. Jackson giggled, then begun to cut the cheese. The doc covered his nose and mouth as the slushy doo doo squirted out of Jackson’s rear end. The enema flushed out Michael’s infected anal cavity. The doc held Jackson’s dribbling dong every single night until the day Conrad Murray left him to die. The doc washed his huge hands after going on the toilet. He talked to his girlfriend and they supposedly had phone s*. Jackson passed over onto the great beyond iin the wee hours of the morning, and the rest as they say, is history.
American hero and best selling author, Dr Conrad Murray is now selling an array of Michael Jackson poo bags, lubricated enema nozzles, catherters, used needles, empty prescription bottles, oxygen tubes, soild matress pads, bedsheets/pillowcases, dirty undies, urine pans and other items to charity to benefit both abused animals and children. Like the predator himself, will you be so kind to purchace Michael Jackson’s bodily fluids and death room items to help the victims of these horrible criminals?
Michael Jackson demanded warm soapy enemas. He wanted to sniff his own waste. His eyes widened as he got off on his chunky pea soup scents. Bits of corn of the cob floated in the stew like gravy.
Wacko Jacky only wins by gross cheating, tard. His disgusting corpse is still squirting out his warm diarrhea. He was entombed tits up but has rotated in his enclosed casket and now his hips are drilling the plush. He screams. Unfortunately, no one can hear him except for the insects chewing on his decaying flesh. Opening MJ’s coffin is like opening a fridge with spoiled meat inside. Plug your noses, sweetpeas!
Michael Jackson got on his knees and exposed his backside to Dr Conrad Murray. With his palms, the doc spread those honey buns and inserted the pointed tip deep into Jackson’s anal cavity. Michael squealed with delight as the warm soapy water filled his p* canal.
The world has read many, many times about Michael Jackson’s disgusting use of emema flushes. Jackson had the habit of having tampons inserted up his fanny to stop the constant flow of his diarrhea due to rampant drug abuse. He was a lover of sniffing poo and feces from encrusted undies to soiled diapers. According to witnesses, including employees, maids and bodyguards, Michael Jackson pulled out his old tampons into the great wide open and even hid the filthy bloody tubes under his bed as he placed a fresh tampon inside his damaged cavity. Ewwwww…the stink.
That Tampon was lost out the nose of MJ full with blood !!! Blood on the dance floor cames out his nose ! Thats why MJ used to much Tampons !!!!!! hahaha
Into the darkness of the southern cross
The scent of decaying flesh fills the mist
The musk lingering in the blowing wind
Strange fruit hung from the trees
Dangling in the branches
Michael Jackson’s corpse torn from the grave
Vandals raid Forest Lawn
Crowbars broke into the tomb with powerful force
The casket removed from the sealed vault with ease
The remains strung on rope
And jacked up high above the cemetery
Michael Jackson removed from the crypt
The legion yanked up his skeleton as it rattled its bones
Laughter underneath the midnight sun
Electric shadows
Breathe in the oxygen of the western dream
A fire is built for the gathering of hooded falcons
The giants chanting under the light of smokey embers
No more tears, no more pain, no more victims
Michael Jackson exhumed from Forest Lawn
Celebration
The ashes of death rising through the cheers….
Murray said that the pointed nozzle slid in nice and easy. Jackson giggled, then begun to cut the cheese. The doc covered his nose and mouth as the slushy doo doo squirted out of Jackson’s rear end. The enema flushed out Michael’s infected anal cavity. The doc held Jackson’s dribbling dong every single night until the day Conrad Murray left him to die. The doc washed his huge hands after going on the toilet. He talked to his girlfriend and they supposedly had phone s*. Jackson passed over onto the great beyond iin the wee hours of the morning, and the rest as they say, is history.
LOL
Jackson was flushed out and his HOT watery s* was bagged.
American hero and best selling author, Dr Conrad Murray is now selling an array of Michael Jackson poo bags, lubricated enema nozzles, catherters, used needles, empty prescription bottles, oxygen tubes, soild matress pads, bedsheets/pillowcases, dirty undies, urine pans and other items to charity to benefit both abused animals and children. Like the predator himself, will you be so kind to purchace Michael Jackson’s bodily fluids and death room items to help the victims of these horrible criminals?
Michael Jackson demanded warm soapy enemas. He wanted to sniff his own waste. His eyes widened as he got off on his chunky pea soup scents. Bits of corn of the cob floated in the stew like gravy.
The Song of October – Thriller – Michael Jackson with 4,441 Votes.
Wacko Jacky only wins by gross cheating, tard. His disgusting corpse is still squirting out his warm diarrhea. He was entombed tits up but has rotated in his enclosed casket and now his hips are drilling the plush. He screams. Unfortunately, no one can hear him except for the insects chewing on his decaying flesh. Opening MJ’s coffin is like opening a fridge with spoiled meat inside. Plug your noses, sweetpeas!
…..when Michael Jackson walked into a room. The stink of his infected bowels made any human or animal gag.
Michael Jackson got on his knees and exposed his backside to Dr Conrad Murray. With his palms, the doc spread those honey buns and inserted the pointed tip deep into Jackson’s anal cavity. Michael squealed with delight as the warm soapy water filled his p* canal.
Did somebody open the casket of the dead p*** Michael Jackson and let out the stink of his decaying flesh?
Jackson bottled his dirty d*. He wanted to smell his own f*.
It’s Michael Jackson’s burning log. Did he squeeze it out soft and warm, or was it as hard as a brick?
lol. grasp lol.
The stinky odor of the thing of p*. lol.
The world has read many, many times about Michael Jackson’s disgusting use of emema flushes. Jackson had the habit of having tampons inserted up his fanny to stop the constant flow of his diarrhea due to rampant drug abuse. He was a lover of sniffing poo and feces from encrusted undies to soiled diapers. According to witnesses, including employees, maids and bodyguards, Michael Jackson pulled out his old tampons into the great wide open and even hid the filthy bloody tubes under his bed as he placed a fresh tampon inside his damaged cavity. Ewwwww…the stink.
Nirvana tramposo fuera ya de esta lista
Feck off ya Spanish prick
MJ inserted Tampex and used sanitary nampkins?
Its cals now the MJ TAMPONS !!!!!!!!!! lol.
Nirvana se merece mucho más que fan TRAMPOSO. Nirvana se merece un respecto y no tener fan asi.
That Tampon was lost out the nose of MJ full with blood !!! Blood on the dance floor cames out his nose ! Thats why MJ used to much Tampons !!!!!! hahaha