Vicious Passion Lyrics

Vicious Passion lyrics

I'd like to tell the secret story of my vicious passion. 

You might turn your back on me, and find it out of the fashion. 

I've tried to hide it all my life so that no one would find me here, while I
was hiding in my hut biting Maggie's blackie doggie ears. 

It turns me on, it hards it on. 



I cath the poodle on the grass tie him up to the flagpole. 

When I press my teeth through his ear and feel relief from my black soul. 

I wake up from my xtc and find that the poodle is bleeding. 

My sweet little neighbour Maggie hears the sound of the poodle screeching,
'cause it hurts. 

It turns me on, it hards it on. 



Oh how I adore this taste of summer breeze. 

Oh how I adore this taste of summer breeze. 



(Hairy ears, Hairy ears, teeth dripping. 

Aching dog winding up 

scary fears - making taste 

bud signal blood in brains 

like fertilizing soil of 

increasing growth of sickening 

Ideas. 

Biteing black poodle soft pussy 

hairy ears is like strangling 

frail voices with a pumping dick)