There is a poison growing within temptation. And I feel it
We dirty our hands with corruption & deprivation . Do you feel it?
Theater for the lacerated
Lusting for tyranny.
Getting off, getting off, getting off on the Devils ways.
Its all about the sex
Its all about the bloodshed.
Conjuring black magicyeah
Conjuring black magicyeah
And it feels so good
And it feels so good
And it feels so fucking good
And it feels so fucking good
Now Slit your moral wounds
and let it drain.
Now Slit your moral wounds
and recreate the pleasures of pain.
Tender, naked flesh being demoralized and I feel it
Crushing a rose to only endure the thornsDo you feel it?
Spoiled so it becomes Impure.
Lusting for the void of it all.
Getting off, getting off, getting off by the Devils ways
