Sweet blasphemy
The gentle caress of your tongue against my loins
And how they hunger
They lust for bestial depravity
Unsatiated forever
Machinations, torturous butchery
Belies a feeling of extreme ecstasy
My masterpiece conjuring thy worship at the feet of the orgy throne
Negasutra, the exotic, bizarre, taboo
To be burned alive by passion
Bliss
The dawning sun shines through the windows to the orgy hall
Encrusting fluid and hardening stench
Amidst the royale
Olf of cadaver and fecal punctuate the overwhelming tang of crushed vulva
I live to f*ck and kill again
I live to f*ck and kill
Endless hunger, Boundless thirst
Drags invariably back to carnalvoria
Prosperity du vice
Oh final climax, envelope me
May my seed be strongest of all
To be re-birthed and live again
Born to f*ck and kill