The Sweet Draught Of Liqour

Runs Gently Over My Tongue

A Feast Of Wicked Pleasure

Is The Delight Of Sweat And Blood



The Seed Of A Lost Morality

As You Sow, So Shall You Reap

A Beast Of Prey I Am

Trapped In A Human Abattoir



Now We Drift Away

Into A Proud Act Of Violation

Flesh Captures Flesh

As We Deluge In Self-accusation



The Seed Of...



To Copulate Means To Umiliate

And I Tremble Within Your Thighs

I Devastate Emotional Ground

What I Adore, I Despise

I Rape You Soul And Suck You Out

'Til I Look Into Frightened Eyes

I'm A Prisoner Between Your Legs

In A Vicious Game Of Passion And Demise



The Sweet Draught Of...



Together We Rise, Divided We Fall

Caressed By The Innocent

I Praise The Holy Whore...



Passion And Demise