Pessimist - Whore Of The Undead lyrics

Remove... the satin robe stripped down... For the ritual knelt in... The sacred nonagon she chants the familiar lives Smoke fills... the hallowed halls Figures... begin to form Darkened... monstrosities descend upon her naked form Black demonic forms restrain their frightened slave She cannot resist s**ual excess endless sadistic violations! Clawed hands end her struggle, She gags on demon seed, Knows she's nothing more than... A vile repulsive who*e of the undead Providing satisfaction, For their Hedonic lust Now she's nothing more than... A vile repulsive who*e of the undead Penetrating evil slicing through her soul Sodomized in hell Broken mortal Will thrive on the humiliation