Czaar - Mighty Balls

Once I had ten beers or more
I met a cunt that had it all
The time was right, she was ready to blow
But my balls were broken, not willing to follow

I tried, she tried, I took some 'caine
But all our efforts were gone in vain
Ballon was empty, no volume to gain
The night was over, full of fucking pain

Oh my master, grant me a wish,
Bless my bat, oh make it work,
Make it work, oh make it fly,
To fuck so hard that bitches die!
Oh my master make me proud,
Change my balls to be loud,
Give them power, give them might,
In my name they should fight!

Hail the mighty balls,
A powerful tool for the whores,
The master will give more
As soon as I'm done with those

Now I drink ten beers or more,
Always ready, always at bay,
Machine works fine to pump it up
Works all night it will never stop....

For my master has made me proud
I'm one of them now
With mighty balls he granted me,
I'm full of fluid, so fear me!
For my master gave me strenght
To carry the balls in his name,
Mighty balls are mine to have
I command them now, I'm the man!

Now I'm mighty, now I'm strong,
I fuck all night so they can't walk!
„How this happened?“, they ask me later,
Mighty balls, hail to them!