Aidan's Song

She's finding not a lot to say
She's got tentacles in her brain
Beginning to show, no signs of letting go of her soft insides
Tentacles deep they writhe, infest and grow
Oh, the tentacles, tentacles
In her brain, In her brain, In her brain, her brain

She's got a lot to set aside
To the tentacles deep inside
Making demands because
They're contorting who she was
Within her brain
When she was young, pretty and sane
Now sick and old
Oh, the tentacles, tentacles
Inside, deep inside, deep inside, inside

Watch them wiggle, weave and whip
Doing strange things at their tips
Eager tendrils infiltrate
Tender minds to impregnate
Wicked wings, Eldritch smiles
Corrupting modern female guiles
Antediluvian eyes
Watch your life like
Hentai