dark triangels be present on my mind
I'm harrase by a lovery phantom
who wishes to mate with me
I will be careless with my seed and spread it all around
I'm programmed to reproduce
a storm is a-comin'
vitu tangata
the mother of all creatoins

you're swirling into a wet tornado, you jerk off your body
you're appetite is more than I knew, the earth stops rotating
slowly we make love you guarantee your destiny
you search for the intellectual collosus, and I rely on you

darkness inside, penetration
crazy from wild passion

here you are with your lascivious dreams
your needs are urgent
I'm the tool of your passion
tool of your passion
screaming for salvation

now you are yearning so much for love
deep inside you feel the damp warmth
you search for someone to mount you here
and you demand me to take you deep inside
I lay you down and drive you here

Vitu Tangata
its the mother of all creations
I did my time, am I abused

the blood races through my veins
you can achieve to your own bliss
I'm spreading my bloodline
you take every chance for a provocation
I gave you my semen, my body and my blood

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