A sweet sonata heard by she
Then through bizarre technology
Transferred to the mind of he
Into his virginal body
Every note in sharp staccato
Every hum in sweet vibrato
Tech of deadly sweet desire
Setting every nerve on fire
Connected to a fantasy
Never dream of e'er by he
Breathing heavy, panting quick
Glowing, sweating, shiny slick
New lust never felt before
Sweet sonata, deadly score
Whimpering, moaning, crying out
Dying not, but passing out.