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