No fear of the monster
I have my methods, daddy
What were you sniffing around, daddy?
Fabrics of fantasy in the skin of reality
I need a taste to be convinced
You came in red, you'll leave all red
Claim your big prize
Don't you just love mornings?
Good thing you like sloppy seconds
A match made in throat fuck heaven
Have you met perfection?
You are an amazing specimen, miss
Look at that, how nice it slides
Soft all over