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Primal need for a primal beast

Labelled sin, the endless deed

Lust for skin, craving validation

Dominance, mislabelled passion

Start the act, persona on

Deception of the willing flock

Thoughts of flesh, cravings gnawing

Play the game of kings and whores

Lust

Skin

Filth

Lust

Skin

Filth

Filth in thought and filth in act

Empty mind and open legs

Fluids run, mix and spread

As sheets of white now turn to red

Flesh beneath you, trembles groans

Cheapened, your contempt now grows

Ravage, break, scorch this earth

Leaving only damaged goods

And as we try to hide

The lust stays inside

Black and blue both sides

Rotting waste of our lives

When you're a fool for pursuing

And you're a coward abstaining

Just don't falter