Your Beast Tonight - Grenouer

The weekend sprayed delight blasting far and wide

A point of peculiar sense

The table was laid for two

Plain candles lit the room

That bitch seemed ready to cheer

Pretty, made to fondle, nearly maddened over

Looking forward to the luxury

An extinguisher, screwy parasite banged a tap at the door

«Oh Hallo!

Do welcome me or am I late?

Hide your dismay, let fornicate, I’m just your beast

To overshadow your state

To finish with you"

She got it, oh baby

Her eyes were blue

Scabby crooky arms grabbed the dutiful victim to captivate

The clew of riven veins, gushing out entrails

Cartilaginous substances waved

A damped down cramp

The high light of nates

A cramp in conclusion

The job looked done

A late admirer pushed open the folds, in a second grew torpid

There was no more girlfriend for him in this world

Not even a dead body

The mess all around resembled Hades — the imbrued decoration

He skipped sudden yells right into his ears

«Perhaps you’d better stop!»

A lustful satire was breeding the pyre

A stake scenery, a scary display

Caught in the act hot on the drag

All qualmish and pious

The arrested turnback

Someone had called police

Whoever else — the Beast

The production was great

Heavy pinioned arms, a truncheons' endearment

Slapdash interrogations

Precious accusations for a disjointed account

It wasn’t a show at the court

Well, the electric chair for the slaughterware

Screams of the asshole to pray

«Lord, oh no, it has been my date, I’m not to blame

Set me free, how can it be… Feels like insane…»