Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song 8 Seconds of Fury, artist - Goratory. Album song Rice on Suede, in the genre
Date of issue: 02.08.2014
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Friendly Fire Distro
Song language: English
8 Seconds of Fury |
They stood patiently in waiting |
The only thing that stood between the 5 freaks and the nauseating spectacle in |
the next room was a closet door |
Armed with whips and lassos, they lingered in anticipation |
They had drank enough to kill a small elephant and the tension was beginning to |
rise |
Through a crack in the door a blurred vision: |
A close friend fucking some portly slut he’d picked up |
We could just make out their voices over the Fleetwood Mac album |
Which blares a theme to this depraved act of lunacy |
The point of the game was to find a sadly obese whore of a woman to fuck |
During the sloppy fat sex, you secretly pull out and jam it in her ass |
Upon hearing the deranged shriek of the creature |
Drunk men with intensions of mass humiliation emerge from the closet to cause |
Unrelenting Havoc |
The point is to stay inside her for eight seconds |
As they heard the roar — they piled from the space with great haste |
One lassos the bitch like a fucking cow, the others whip her mammoth stomach |
Massive panic sets in |
Desperate attempts to be released from the ass grip were over come by |
Intense frustration |
Overwhelmed with pain and degradation she collapses to the floor |
They laughed and roared then hog-tied the whore |
She was left in the street with hands bound to feet |
The morning sun will bring her toll |
A blistered belly and soar asshole |