Do you really wanna feel Her power?
Oh buoy.. this is The Hour.
Imagine you're a ragdoll
And she's a voodoo priestess
Prickin' you a hole full
While laughing.. she can't resist
Shall I stay to watch the sky fall
Or, does it even matter..
Does it matter at all?
Now, you have her attention
And shall I also mention
You're gaining her furry too
I've been trying to warn you
Shall I stay to watch the sky fall
Or, won't it even matter..
Don't you care at all?
How would you like your pain served
Do you care to be pickled
Or, less well preserved?
How would you like to feel it
Don't you care a bit?
You will.. when she won't quit.
What kind of miracles shall She perform
Bolts of lighting and a powerful storm?
Hehehe.. no such luck.. you've been forewarned.
Shall I stay to watch the sky fall
For, if it were to matter..
I will help you all.
Now feel her power.
'tis her hour.
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Our hour?
Are our hours, hours?
Or merely one?
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