Violenca

Once on a road to a bad neighbourhood
A girl named violenca stopped me on my way she just entered my car
Her skirt was touching no legs
Her voice was so deep - she was a men.
She told her high heels and his soul for another ten liri to me.
We broke into old apartment-blocks heading to suck me off
We pushed-in some doors quite violently
A tiny room with a board and a bed was all interior in there
And the dark shemale made me lie down on sheets and blankets of
Filthy antique state
That would fry and shudder a nation into fate some cockroaches
Dried in white juice
A glimpse of a look i dared
Causing a brief heart-attack
I was nervous bur nevertheless the shemale she drank water
From my black spring
She liked me and said in tears "goodbye" a hundred times there is no doubt
I was in the hell where a ...(it) grows.
Violenca, i still shudder when i say goodbye...(goodbye - the word no good anymore).