Come around the back, bring the man inside
Put him in this box, beware of prying eyes
He'll be waking soon, never tell a soul
There's no turning back, but you already know
Dim the lights draw your attention to the tables
Read him his last rights while his resistance is disabled
Chain the prisoner to the silver one do as you're told
Undress your wife and lay her on the one that's made of gold
Something's coming for them in the dead of the night
A nightmare that cannot be named - a creation
Not knowing they're releasing hidden horrors
Inside all so that she can be saved-transformation
Throw the switch, it's time to begin the procedure
Annabelle twitched, her body writhing like a seizure
It felt so soothing, something's moving beneath the floor
Lights were flashing, both were thrashing upon death's door
Annabelle was moaning with her eyes looking wild
Caught between pleasure and pain - a sensation
Next to her the prisoner was decaying inside
His skin turning blackened and stained - a mutation
Jarvis Felton was his name-transmutation
[Lead: Trask/Garcia]
The crazy sound and lights that his machine had made
That chaos in the room now began to fade
Stand aside, l have to complete the procedure
Elliot cried, as he stuck her with a needle
A bright blue liquid, how he sticked it into her neck
Annabelle woke up, then rose up off the deck
Allistar had taken them on quite a ride
It all seemed to be so insane-a temptation
Felton's body shrivelled up and painfully died
Smoke rising from his remains-desecration
In the fading light, I witnessed something strange
Clinging to her back, I thought I saw some things
Transformation
As net galvoj turiu pasveikint rytini Sahja, fak ju in ze es. Jei jis galvoje nusisypsos ir pagalvos guviai, fak ja veri mac. Ir jei abiem patiks, tai kam abu iskart blokuot simpatunus. Ziurint cocks tonas ir cocks kontekstas!
100 geguciu kasyk sliekui pazastis ar trejos devynerios. Kada muzike vel fak ju in ze es galima bus pasakyti kaip pries koronos laikais. Ar pokario metais leis jau keiktis ir rasyti apie BB KING ar peace dink is cia.
Del keiksmazodziu trinimo. Tai jei prezidentas ar pats ministras siais parasyto zodzio laikais ant savo lentos uzraso russki podvodnyi korabl plyvi na x. Tas pats kas anais laikais issitrauktu ir juo mojuotu i minia. Tai kaip as negaliu. Tik rupus miltai
Daugiau siryt nebesnekesiu paslepsniu temomis tokiom. Nes uzblokuos. Jei pries 70 metu i interneta buciau rases tarybu sajunga vietoj Tarybu Sajunga, butu uzblokave ir persekioje net seimos narius. Nepasikeite niekas tik spalvos...
Tie kurie vykdo mirtinas zmogzudystes arba issvaisto milijonus, arba degina savo bei kitu laika - turi Antikurejo Gena. Bet jei kaunasi du Antikurejai, kaip Hitleris ir Stalinas, tarkim, jie sukuria daug laisvos erdves po ju sekusiems Kurejams. Ir t.t.
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