Collins

when the night calls it a day
and the dark voice knocks
yöu run hare like to the club
to see the new delivered flesh
that your eyes want to devour

your eyes is big enough yet,
not see tomorrow
it gets wet every time and day
yöu long to devour them
her shapy laps is your choice

Collins!
Collins!
fresh blacks on a day one
sweet fair damsel on another
yöu shed innocent blood oh
for your shatty desires of cash

Collins!
Collins!
they hail yöu even to your grave
yöu drink PARAGA today
take POROGO on a morrow
digging your own grave early

Collins! 
Collins!
there yöu dine with the devil
yöu carry YEMOJA with grin
your grim enough to wake a soul
a sweet bitter moment await yöu

Collins!
Collins!
she danced and rolled her waist
twatting on your evil blind eyes
yöu thought yöu ve won to struck
ohh! it your end hour

Collins!
Collins!
yöu mounted on QUEEN MENINA
this fun is now your last
she struck like a flaming fire
and melt off your heart.



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