"Ready or not, here I come," Rex's voice echoed from the speakers as an image came up on the titantron of Rex Kobra placing a wet sloppy kiss on the lips of a woman who looked as if she were in her eighties and dressed in a leather bikini, as a chuckle seeped from the speakers. As the short burst of laughter died down, Combichrist's Throat Full of Glass started to pulse into the atmosphere. After a few seconds, there was an eruption of fire on the stage, and Kobra made his way onto the stage. He was clad in a mankini that did very little at concealing anything. He moved to the edge of the stage, placed his hands behind his head, looked to the crowd and gyrated his hips as a burst of white fireworks erupted behind him.
Beyond cruel received
The comfort in a broken heart
Now palette shades
An image after life
Alone, surrounded by a million faces
One by one
I see the judgment in your eyes
Shooting his gaze back to the ring, gave a final thrust of his hips before lowering his hands and starting down the ramp. His steps were slow and methodical, his eyes locked on the ring. A deviant grin hung at his lips as he eyed his opponent. As he strode he cracked his neck and rolled his shoulders, readying himself for the battle that was going to commence. In the middle of the ramp, he stopped and looked out at the audience. "And introducing...weighing in at 328 lbs....hailing from your Darkest Desires, and most Sinister Secrets. He is the Rexual Deviant...The Vile Defiler....Rex Kobra."
Like a disease
I'm always in the wrong
And now the numbness wearing off
Can't stand the pain
I get in line, I always do
Need to be patient while perfecting
That's the sign
Rex raced forward as his name as announced to the crowd and slid under the bottom rope. As he slid to a stop in the ring, he shot up to his feet and turned his attention to the crowd. He marched to a turnbuckle and climbed to the second rope where he extended his arms to the sides before reaching down and making a masturbatory gesture in front of his crotch with his right hand. With a wild grin, he dropped back down and moved to the opposite turnbuckle where he did the same thing. Once he was finished making obscene gestures to the audience, he dropped down and leaned in the corner, his eyes locked onto Alex.
I cannot help it, can't decline
It's always better down the line
I'm in the wrong and I've done it all before
And I wish I'd never been
And I know it's just a dream
Now I'm blind, I can open my eyes
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