Fear Invicted Into The Perfect Stranger

Magic waves cast a spell

But the show must go on

As the evening lights go dim

He’s certain to begin his dens of seediness increase

As he bangs on the door

And knocks them off one by one

Using his whip like a gun

He’s the perfect stranger

Two for one is the offer

Every Tuesday afternoon

And he picks on the ones who likes

The ones he likes

The one he likes

Inject it in your eyes

It’s a gallery of eyes

Fear invicted into a perfect stranger

Fear invicted into a perfect stranger

Fear invicted into a perfect stranger

Fear invicted into a perfect stranger

The ones he likes

The one he likes

Inject it in your eyes

It’s a gallery of eyes

It’s a whorehouse in here x16