Panthers in a sparkling sheep’s skin
Lacy negligee, innocent gaze, deep-dyed sin
Return from The Bald Mountain at the dawn
Warmly greeted by Mr. Fawn-Faun
In the corner are shabby brooms and high heels
And again coffee infused with orange peels
"Fauny, bring a coffee, be a pal .."
Taboo on pure vodka infused on human morale
Mr. Fawn-Faun prepares for lusty crimes
Reanimates my tired feral concubines
Sharpens poisonous claws, polishes venomous fangs
Makes their sheep’s skin brilliantly shines
He kisses each ingenues on a left pinky
This finger is a dangerous mortal weapon
Black cats will pull out every rapist’s soul
With one touch of the left golden claw
My dark panthers are sexy bloodhounds
Existing for a blood chasing on sheep hunters
If u see my vicious mistresses there
And u wanna touch innocent woman..Beware!