Lyrics:

I'm your instructor I'll tell you what to do Just show me what you've got and I'll take care of you A strange satanic mood it's perverting me The sickest dreams are finally running free No more nice stories No boring intro's No more excuses Hardcore quaranteed No compromises No fancy talk I want it now Hardcore Swallow it Sit on it Extract it And drink it Now confess it all to me, your deapest fantasy Listen to your inner self Let me take you for a ride, to my paradise and I will treat you well It's time to rip it open, and see how deep it gets Filth drips from my fingers It's getting soaking wet Hot bodies slipping trash your inventation I will prepare you for the rear injection