Yeeesss... The ancient scrolls... they speak of the groin... Shwooock... Hahahahaha... Concrete basement, smell of mold The wizard's sitting, 400 years old His fingers twitch, a cat hisses nearby He drools a bit and stares at your fly Sacred robbery! Nocturnal theft! Astral projection! Leaving nothing left! Look between your legs and see... A SMOOTH, EMPTY VOID WHERE ONCE WAS MEAT! DICK MAGIC! (Woooock!) Ancient and tragic! DICK MAGIC! (Shwooock!) His mind is erratic! He steals your wand while you sleep in the attic! DICK MAGIC! Hahahahaha... Scrying orb shows him the prize He fixates with glowing eyes No gold, no jewels, no silver thread Just wants your member for his undead sled (What?!) Fools... you think virility protects you? My spells are cast from a dimension of pure absurdity. I don't need your soul... just the specific, cylindrical bit attached to your lower torso. Prepare for the yoink. Mew-mew-mew-meeewwwww WOOOOO! DICK MAGIC! (Woooock!) Ancient and tragic! DICK MAGIC! (Shwooock!) His mind is erratic! He steals your wand while you sleep in the attic! DICK MAGIC! Shwooock... Shwooock... Shwock-shwock-shwock...
