I wrote this song while drinking some nice 16 year old Tawny (specifically this Château Reynella Rare Old Tawny) because I love my “you can’t call it Port anymore”.

Now it could just be about that, or it could be about killing teenage girls. More likely it is the product of fortified wine and playing lots of the game Prototype. It could be about all of the above. Who knows, I wrote it completely on port-fuelled autopilot.

It was written on my V-coustic, but played on the Tele’o'doom and Silvertop Special. All tuned to Open C through the Amplitube Orange Rockerverb Model. Everything else was pretty much my usual stuff, except on most of the guitar solos (all except the first one), when my new 3 Leaf Audio Proton Envelope Filter got some use.

Lyrics:

Verse 1:
I want to feel you
Deep inside
I want to taste you
Rip you open, bleed you dry.
Pure corruption
In my hands
It has begun
To override, what I am.

Chorus:
This will not last for long
It will be quick
I am the one to overcome
All that I see

Verse 2:
I know you like it
That’s why you’re here
Just like the others
Begging for my sweet release
And now its over
I’m growing cold
Time to start over
With another sixteen year old

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