Witchlust - VIII

Her wandering gaze

Replace my fabric with her skin’s

Soft embrace

I am all I hate

She strips me bare to my weakness

Takes me for all she sees

Serpentine seductress serenades

Self made decay

Tell me what am I giving in

To the lust of the demon in

My soul escapes

Ooh

I fold to this goddess body

Sensation rushes over me

I let her take me under

The void, shallow desire

So low

Seize my demons

Heathens

As both we are

Soft spoken with a broken soul

Sold to scar

Relinquish bittersweet defection

Cast your spell upon me

Cruel

In your bastille you rule

Tell me what am I giving in

To the lust of the demon in

My soul escapes

Ooh

I throw this godless body

Down

No angel treat animal like leper

Exiled to the nether

Rituals to attune with vain

Egocentric names

No angel treat animal like leper

Exiled to the nether

Cast off and left to be damned

I am

Sensation rushes over me

I let her take me under

The void, shallow desire

So low

Emptiness, washing all away

I let her take me over

A broken, hollow desire

You are so cold

Sensation rushes over me

I let her take me under

The void, shallow desire

So low

Emptiness, washing all away

I let her take me over

A broken, hollow desire

I am so cold