THE HOWLING OF A PRINCE

Forget not where you come from. Even if you feel devilishly young. STOP! slowly... here comes the drum. I know she is your fire hot fantasy, and i know your walk is pure  fuckin, majesty. Fuck them who say shes nasty, show her a all black chrome beast awaites, and take her all around the states. After all theres is not like your fate. Leave your troubles behind, besides there bound to grow in time. Set this cat on fire, set her on fire with, charming atire, fill the air with fragrance of impatient, wet her with moist evil, and cool her with cool people. Spinn this rose till she belongs to your soul, love her pussy, then barry her in the hole. Forever she is yours, forever vanish her soul. And if life starts to become dull, with the taste of bitter, maybe dig her up, and dress her in red with glitter. Young chap what has become of you? Nothing short of evil, and dangerouse when you start to brew. Where was your human complex? So say you just changed, and darkness began to flex. Young chap a monster, a beast you love to foster. Stay  clean, stay lean and maybe just maybe, this is all a bad dream.