39 - Hell door's knock

What bad luck brings the mother I woud fuck, she is a full unleashed desire, she will set my soul on fire, her touch a flame of hell, the beauty of Jezebel, I can hear the dark bell ring, I can hear the a devil sing “Well, well, well, come here you dirty pal, your home is now hell” Confused, divided, who am I, a good boy or a nasty guy? I wonder if there is any salvation for such temptation Oh Lord listen to my cry, please, give me a sign How can I cross such a path? How can I fight such witchcraft? How can I held my sinner half? What options do I have left? But if she insists The eyes of the mother I woud fuck, I shall not resist her cheats The sigh of the mother I woud fuck, perhaps just a kiss? The lips of the mother I woud fuck, my hands covered on gizz The thoght of the mother I woud fuck I asked if my hallo woud fell then I heard the angel tell “If you do not control your cock the dark gates you will unlock, any mistake, is a hell door’s knock