Your sweet soul comforts me
Your eyes show the desires of a whore
To touch your flesh on my skin
To feel the heat that
you bring
You'll serve my purpose tonight
Your sweet lips will scream out through your tears
Accept my pain on to you
Your
sweat beads through your pure vanity
Feel me - on shivering skin
Feel me - on the lust of their flesh
Feel me - on their
broken eyes
Feel me - the pain of pleasure
Come now to partake
On broken souls and flesh that bleeds of chastain
This
misfortune that breeds
The lack of lustre, the lack of vice to concede
Feel me - on shivering skin
Feel me - on the lust of
their flesh
Feel me - on their broken eyes
Feel me - the pain of pleasure
Spine arching, she is screaming in lust
Hair
pulled back, eyes filled with lust
Of a dominant, persuasive high
Feel desire piercing deep inside
Overwhelmed by quivering
vigor
She reaches out to grab a hold of what's in her
Love, lust, desire, all that she needs
Strong fisted soul, she drops as she
screams
Feel me - on shivering skin
Feel me - on the lust of their flesh
Feel me - on their broken eyes
Feel me - the pain
of pleasure
VIRTUES OF VICE
Righteous impurity, the unwicked slip
Immoral wrong doing takes its grip on you
It's
bitter sweet, sour, pungent taste
It leaves its smile on your wicked face.
Bleed for me
Bleed for me
Bleed for
me
Virtues of vice
You need it, you feed it,
All of your soul,
Your yearning, your passion fed,
As it takes
control
It's ripping and clawing tears you apart
Virtues of vice breeds in all of our hearts.
Bleed for me
Bleed for
me
Bleed for me
Virtues of vice