I heard the roar of the engines but where could they be coming from
Out here in the desert at night hiding behind the sun
It seemed a good place to come and confess my sins
To bow down to a cactus and allow each spine to sink in
In a crucified position, two stepping with my cactus lover
I saw a cloud on the horizon, it sounded like an army was burning rubber
I thought that this was my punishment, being alone with my pain my destiny
But now I hear the shrieks and wails of a thousand banshees
Though totally out of my sight, I could hear the hiss in their voice
The clanging of fangs as they shrieked, letting me know that I was their choice
I tried to escape, hugging the cactus with my back, trying to merge
The spines dug deeper into my flesh and my sexual needs were stirred
I could feel the closeness as they approached, a hoard hungry for flesh
They were approaching from my rear, and I couldn't control my flesh
Heart pounding in my chest, my forehead had actually begun to sweat
My sack had picked up weight with my manhood fully stretched
But she rolled right in front of me on her bike from hell
I now realize that the sound of so many, was just her casting a spell
As she disembarked her bike, her black leather jacket and pants melted away
she walked up to me with a cat o'nine whip and knew that I would obey
As she approached with a skeleton's face and two pigtails hanging from her skull
With eyes like burning embers, both breast and hips are seductively full
Yes, with just one hand and a few lashes of her whip
All buttons were snapped and my pants was unzipped
She walked up to me smelling of the pit
With hands skilled to thrill, she began to work my shit
Intermixed with the lashes and the penetration of the spines
My manhood was standing long and hard, I dam near lost my mind
With one gloved hand she grabbed the cactus, while wrapping one booted leg around me
She hoisted herself up and onto my manhood, the temperature rose like a hundred degrees
While riding up and down, shrieking into the night
The rattlers and scorpions surrounding us watching the fight
I knew that this was more than sex, it was a battle for my soul
I had never been this strain to burst, it took all of my control
With pussy this hot and tight it took herculean might
All instincts told me that this was a battle til the death or til the first light
The friction was so intense that flames erupted
While burning she started shrieking and climaxing, just as I noticed the sun coming up
Released from her spell, I fell to the ground covered in sweat and ashes
I couldn't tell how much time had passed, but there were scabs covering my lashes
I was all alone except for a motorcycle with a skeleton's mask
Black leather pants and jacket that reminded me of her breast and ass
And a necklace with three skulls lying besides a half filled flask
Now totally clear headed, it seemed the effects of the peyote had finally past
