Me and my sweet little Butt-Plug Big B(itch) can´t think of al life without each others "ElastoBlack 3000".
For real I left alone, my mind was blank. I needed time to get the memories from my mind. What did I see, can I believe, That what I saw last night was real and not just fantasy. Just what I saw, in my old dreams, Were they reflections of my warped mind staring back at me. ‘Cause in my dreams, it’s always there, The evil face that twists my mind and brings me to despair. The night was black, was no use holding back, ‘Cause I just had to see, was someone watching me. In the mist, dark figures move and twist, Was all this for real, or some kind of hell. 666 the number of the beast. Hell and fire was spawned to be released. Torches blazed and sacred chants were praised, As they start to cry, hands held to the sky. In the night, the fires burning bright, The ritual has begun, Satan’s work is done. 666 the number of the beast. Sacrifice is going on tonight. This can’t go on, I must inform the law. Can this still be real or some crazy dream. But I feel drawn towards the chanting hordes, They seem to mesmerize....can’t avoid their eyes. 666 the number of the beast. 666 the one for you and me. I’m coming back, I will return, And I’ll possess your body and I’ll make you burn. I have the fire, I have the force. I have the power to make my evil take it’s course.
Oh sweet :P , There seems to be lots of fruity men in this Forum. Oh Sweetpanties..... @Big B Please ,make time for me and then we`ll meet us for an appointment. I have to check out your FUNNY ANUS stuff.
And when you are arrested in Fraggles basement, you sing: "I´m waiting in my cold cell, when the bell beginns to chime..."
When I´m in Froggels´ basement I would sing something like : I am a man who walks alone And when Im walking a dark road At night or strolling through the park When the light begins to change I sometimes feel a little strange A little anxious when its dark Fear of the dark, fear of the dark I have a constant fear that someones always near Fear of the dark, fear of the dark I have a phobia that someones allways there Have you run your fingers down the wall And have you felt your neck skin crawl When youre searching for the light? Sometimes when youre scared to take a look At the corner of the room Youve sensed that somethings watching you Have you ever been alone at night Thought you heard footsteps behind And turned around and no ones there? And as you quicken up your pace You find it hard to look again Because youre sure theres someone there Watching horror films the night before Debating wiches and folklore The unkown troubles on your mind Maybe your mind is playing tricks You sense and suddenly eyes fix On dancing shadows from behind Fear of the dark, fear of the dark I have a constant fear that someones always near Fear of the dark, fear of the dark I have a phobia that someones allways there When Im walking a dark road I am a man who walkes alone
When you walk through a storm Hold your chin up high And don't be afraid of the dark. At the end of a storm Is a golden sky And the sweet, silver song of a lark. Walk on, through the wind, Walk on, through the rain, Though your dreams be tossed and blown. Walk on, walk on with hope in your heart, And you'll never walk alone, You'll never walk alone.
