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10. MONSTER'S BALL
This is a fucked-up situation here. Even one night of sex can change your life forever, whether negatively or positively. In this track, the "dancers" at this "Ball" are in for a rude awakening after they "dance all night". They are greeted unexpectedly by demons dragging their now-defunct bodies to Hell. Another victim of the "Monster's Ball'. (HIV). The beat is like a carousel, increasing in guitar tension. Think of a punk circus adveritsement. 10: MONSTER'S BALL Verse 1: Step right up To this macabre occasion Where bodies will move In a half-note rotation And virgins will no longer Claim their innocence While the Monster's Ball Is a-turning Verse 2: Come one, come all There's more space on this dance floor The one stipulation You must take your pants off And watch as your anatomies coincide As the Monster's Ball Never adjourning Verse 3: By now, You must be intrigued with delight As you move toward the heavens Careening in lights Tumultuous passion Shall come at a price For the Monster's Ball Isn't worthless Verse 4: The nympho erotica Becomes too dense You seem to enjoy it But feel rather drenched Examine your clothes And find blood has invaded The Monster's Ball Still keeps on turning Verse 5: Your partner is calling for you to return But your blood-soaked t-shirt Has you starting to learn You've expunged your soul For a night of temptation The Monster's Ball Now disconcerting Verse 6: Your skin becomes pale As your body is melting The dancers, once graceful, Have demons enveloping And even your partner Is human no more For the Monster's Ball's Starting its burning Verse 7: You cry out for help And receive no reply Just screams of the dancers Who want to know why How this penetrating of each other's selves Can keep the Monster's Ball Encouraging Verse 8: Skeletons accost you And usher you down The long stairs of brimstone Right into the ground How one night of passion Can eternally damn you Is what keeps the Monster's Ball Turning... (Instrumental Breakdown) Chorus: Now come one, come all! And enter these hallowed walls So come while you can For the last, final dance Will toss you out into the dogs--- Come one, come all!! With salacious greed, we fall Death must be traveled We'll not let you last As you join in on the Monster's Ball (Laughs) 2007 by Sock-rat
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