Un-Pure Evil
Un-Pure Evil
I need a taste to be convinced
Fabrics of fantasy in the skin of reality
Claim your big prize
No fear of the monster
You came in red, you'll leave all red
Soft all over
Don't you just love mornings?
Have you met perfection?
You are an amazing specimen, miss
A match made in throat fuck heaven
I have my methods, daddy
What were you sniffing around, daddy?