Pessimist Whore Of The Undead
Remove... The satin robe stripped down...
For the ritual knelt in... The sacred
Nonagon she chants the familiar lines
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
Sexual excess endless sadistic violations!
Clawed hands end her struggle, she gags
On demon seed, know's she nothing more
Than... A vile repulsive whore of the undead.
Providing satisfaction, for their hedonic
Lust, now she's nothing more than... A vile
Repulsive whore of the undead.
Penetrating evil slicing through her
Soul sodomized in hell
Broken mortal will thrive on the humiliation
