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- - - BE YOUR DEVIL - - -
Of thunder and lightning
And the coming winter chill
I spill these cummed forth words
For you to get a thrill
Wicked are my thoughts
And danger is my trade
I can see you lusting
For you I misbehave
I want to be - BE - your devil
And rock you ‘til the wolves come out
I want to be - BE - your devil
I want to hear you shout
Shout my name
Of fire and brimstone
And the phallic serenades
I spit volcanic words
With the ghosts of Pompeii
Savage are your cries
And evil is my trade
I can scent you lusting
For me you misbehave
I want to be - BE - your devil
And rock you ‘til the wolves come out
I want to be - BE - your devil
I want to hear you shout
Shout my name
My Unholy Trinity
Crawl to me, I beckon
Succubus!
Sacrificium!
Flamma!
I want you to bow - BOW!
And go down - DOWN!
And spiral into my darkness
I want to be - BE - your devil
And rock you ‘til the wolves come out
I want to be - BE - your devil
I want to hear you shout
Shout my name
I want to be - BE - your devil
And rock you ‘til the wolves come out
I want to be - BE - your devil
I want to hear you shout
Shout my name
(c) 2016 Frank Green
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