High up in the tower
Behind the wall of stone
Horny as a motherfucker
He waits to show you his nasty bone
Creeping down in the dead of night
He's only got one thing on his mind
Through gargled words, only one thing's clear
I can't wait to fist you from behind
Violently undressing
A brick, your face bashing
On your head gripping
Scalp gone in one good swing
He flips you on your knees
You try to cry out, please
He goes for the ultimate goal
Of fisting your asshole
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Severed head filling
Intestinally masturbate
The fisting lies in weight
And to this day, you can still hear him
I want to fist you out
I want to fist you out
I want to fist you out
I want to fist you out
(I want to fist you out)