Darkened and lit by a single red light,
     shaded and hidden by the night....

     A place of fantasies and desires,
          for the lonely, unsure and unstable....

          For some it is their life of horror,
               for some it is their life of pleasures....

               For a payment you can buy a life,
                    for an hour you can be whoever you want...

                    You can buy a scream, a slap, a tear, a laugh,
                          you can script your words you want to hear spoken...

                          As you return day in and day out, looking for your girl
                                              in the house of the ill repute..............................