Children, you should be seen and not heard.
Naughty children stealing from their homes here a bedtime rhyme just for you.
Bend their bones to make them crack
Rip there, flesh from there, back like rawhide hangs it high on a hook to dry out and precure inside his shrine to the dirty den with you to never to be seen again.
Children rhyme from the dark country.
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Mystery of Bloody country
Mystery / ThrillerTHREE PEOPLE ARE MISSING.... London sends out a squad of police and two detectives..... They will find them self's in a town full of secrets and conspiracy. The crumbling echo of once an old run-down coal mine a city trembling in fear. Inspector hol...
