What do I do to myself at night?

I like daemons devoid o th’ light

Twisted flesh machination, feet

Trials ‘n tribulation beatin’ meat

But in my mind is a kind o weird

Woman in a woman with beard

Tongue does thing so inhuman

Makes willy hard as rotten flan

Bussy open up, out comes me

Transcendental, my infernality

Thus topology of other beings

Always makes me a-creaming

Inside my own hairy fem butts

Fuck with knife, I like the cuts

Jarhead? No retard I came b4

AI could make sexiest rancor

Thus I say to you, join my hell

In th’ Chthaoctardriam I dwell