Monsters - Schaffer The Darklord

We never even knew where they came from

Maybe the ocean floor, or so say some

Others speculated that they came from outer space

But all we know is that they did come

Upon the planet’s face!

Those monsters

Horrible things

With gaping jaws, razor sharp claws and wings

All covered in fur, feathers, and nails

Lizard-ish scales and tails they drag behind them

Leaving glistening trails, unh!

They emerged like something

Straight from the worst dreams

Sirens started sounding at the sounds

Of the first screams

Panic in the streets as people ran

As they got caught, crying out

«What fresh hell has our god brought?!»

Locked up all our doors

Cocked our guns and we called cops

Loaded up our shelters with supplies

Pulled out all stops

But none of that was necessary

Seems we were in luck

Cause the monsters weren’t interested in us

They just wanna fuck

Monsters

Creeping crawling

Shrieking bawling

All those fucking monsters (oh)

Horrible things (yeah)

They’re coming (what)

They’re coming (unh)

They’re coming (oh)

They’re coming

They were fuck monsters

Yeah, monsters who fuck monsters

Like sci-fi creatures from

An x-rated Buck Rogers

One-track reptilian brains

Fucking one another

Stop, drop and roll

Duck and cover motherfucker!

Sex beasts with two backs

In many pairs

Going in and out of one another

Fucking everywhere

And even there in hiding spots

We shook to the core

When we heard the monsters' awful roar

(unh)

Each of them had ten dicks

Ten clits and ten tits

And countless freaky fingers

Fucking filling every orifice

Ten pussies ten assholes

And ten mouths

From which the thickest

Viscus ropes of drool would spill out

They were sucking and fucking

Choking and gagging

Spitting slapping

They’re jacking off

Watching the most graphic

Acts you can imagine

Like some hentai kaiju

With sex toys and everything

Fuck, fill, enjoy

Anything!

Monsters

Creeping crawling

Shrieking bawling

All those fucking monsters (oh)

Horrible things (yeah)

They’re coming (what)

They’re coming (unh)

And then they’ll come again (oh, fuck)

Monsters

Feeding mashing

Freaky nasty

All those fucking monsters (oh)

Horrible things (yeah)

They’re coming (what)

They’re coming (unh)

They’re coming (oh)

They’re coming (fuck)

And soon

We had a global epidemic on our hands

But our noblemen and presidents

And priests had hatched a plan

Phoned up France

Warned them to pass on the bloody wrath

Tuned in Tokyo told them to just clear a fucking path

Since they never slept or ate

They only topped or bottomed

With caution

We watched the monsters drop from exhaustion

When one would fall from fatigue

The others no doubt

Would crawl inside its dead body

And fuck their way out

Twisted into sixty nines

And triple d.p.'s

These beasties

Brought themselves to

Rugburned bloody knees

They fucked themselves

To death

And it was heard on the tube

They left behind ponds of cum

Streets slick and sticky with lube

And a whole lot of monster bodies

That were gathered and burned

You may ask with some concern

But did they ever return?

Well two of them remained

And they’ve been here all along

They just donned some human costumes

Now they’re singing this song

Monsters

Creeping crawling

Shrieking bawling

Oh we’re fucking monsters (oh)

Horrible things (yeah)

We’re coming (what)

We’re coming (unh)

And then we’ll come again (oh, fuck)

Monsters

Feeding mashing

Freaky nasty

Oh we’re fucking monsters (oh)

Horrible things (yeah)

We’re coming (what)

We’re coming (unh)

We’re coming (oh)

We’re coming (fuck)