Devlin i'm calling you

 
masturbate filth
let it talk for you
the devil's in the house
and he's eyeing you
 
you've been away far too long
Devlin i'm talking to you
within perverse pleasures
i'm stroking you
a thousand cuts on a bitch
will sing for you
 
depravity is King  
where you are concerned
don't leave me with blue balls
aching for a tongue slicing
only you can deliver
please I beg cut me in two
 
then decorate your body  
with my entrails
and parade for me
I know you lady  
I understand your needs
they've not been met
 
your pussy wet and creaming  
for death's deadly attentions
you fuck and get no relief
cos men with limp dicks
intellectually speaking  
do nothing for you
 
they need bring their wicked
their lethal
or don't bother stepping to you
cum demoness of the night
i'm calling you