Hefeystos - Thursday Evening lyrics

I've crawled out at dusk Entered the street Rolling my steps And raping Slowly Silently And impa**ively They're looking at me Falling a prey of Their Breasts Thighs Lips And nates And only sometimes Hunching the smile of theirs Frightened Cried out Among the street of lambs The song of a dumb who*e In the background The mugs did loom Dirty Distorted Faded Stinking Maybe tommorrow I'll get a knife