Skin Walker Brothel

(And that's what that is, you know

Satanic black magic

Sex shit)

She had a mouth like a shark, a halo of horns, six tits, those hips

The womb of the unknown calls me home to cryptids in ritual

Poking through her abdomen

My stomach full of someone else's piss

She walked through a wall, I'd never seen anything like it

Scales from her throat to belly button

They stared at me longingly as I lay in bed half asleep

It was almost as if it was meant to be

It was my interspecies sex dream

I came to the Basin to see aliens

I never imagined I'd get laid

Dreams really do come true at Skin Walker Brothel

Yeah, yeah

1-800-NO-NO-LOVE

(That's why I know the difference, I always pull out)