Sinew, Sin, Discipline - Dawn Of Azazel

Lavicious lips, bewitching breasts

Begins the beating within my chest

1000 voluptuous virtues at your command

But five porcelain fingers and delicate hands

Cannot grasp me to the ground

Not stifle my rebellious sound

Hold my heart 'tween turbid teats

Not seal my soul between your sheets

As I clasp and enter at your rear

Your hips close, my body near

To your rabid raw unfettered agility

In ecstasy on hand and knee

I’ll take what is mine, and you’ll do my bidding

When I come with what you are craving and take you woman

Command charming curves, part pouts so demure

Thrust within and vanquish all that is pure

Hammer down my passion with laughter and bliss

Without restraint, guilt and forgiveness

Clasp firm my girth within its midst

Pure pulsating power in erotic envenomed lips

Pride and masculinity

Cast these legs aside

Pound and pleasure furiously

Deep between your thighs

Shiver screech and squeel, as I penetrate and scold

Kneel before an idol impetuous and bold

With all my vigour I’ll give, not an inch I’ll withhold

My sin and my sinew to fill her greedy gaping holes

This oiled omnipotent weapon upon which you feed

Shall battle with the bawdy and always succeed

Erect above your gaping angelic lips

Down upon your knees and taste its spit

Resistance

Falls at your insistence

That I never desist

You cannot resist

When it is my ambition

To see you in submission

In the canine position

Receiving my discipline