I need your grotesque corpse for my depravity
Drowning the depths in which symbiosis is the observer
Infestation at the crucifixion
fiend that infects the senses
She shares my thirst for depravity
You vomit the fake memory of my affection
behave you fucking whore
I fuck you while you spit blood
This symbiosis is fucking haunting me
desire blind us and fear paralyze us
behave you fucking whore
and do your duty, sucks.
your pleasant sensation burns in my skin.
I behead desperation,
I hunt through silence, I harass the wounds.
I can't control myself when I feel the inner warmth of whores.
Depravation will devour
Depravation will prevail
Depravation will devour
Depravation will prevail
I feel good in this horror.
exhaling the heartbreaking screams
The fragrance of your corpse,
starts perversion,
your life is worthless,
Rot eats your corpse away and the hormones take control,
behave you fucking whore.
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