Love on the beat

First, I want with my mother tongue
To guess your thoughts
But you're already swaying
To the ebb and flow of the tides
I see you as a target
My beautiful torn child
There, I touched the sensitive spot
Wait, I'll dwell on it
It's time to get to the
Serious stuff, my pretty doll
You want an overdose
Of screwing, here I go
I quite like your meow meow
Claws out, me teeth in
To see your neck from your pretty neck
Like a ruby, blood beading
The more you scream, the deeper I'll go
In your moving sands, sands
Where sinking, I'll tell you
The most abominable words
Burning are all your holes
Of the three that the gods gave you
I decide in the least smooth
To finish abandoning myself
A discharge of six thousand volts
Just squirted from my pylon
And our loins then revolt
In a sudden synchronous epilepsy
Love on the beat
Love on the beat