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The Monastery (for the your deal with Satan comp)
inside these desolate hallowed walls
a man of shadows torments me
his wicked greeting tempts me so
to reap the joys of neglected celibacy
i lie in bed and watch the cracks
every withered little speck of deterioration
count the seconds and pray to god
that im not responsible for my own damnation
ive grown to resent this once holy structure
my torn eyes are weeping evils intentions
from an orphaned virgins forced realization
seduced by wicked wonder of innocents temptations
a cruel tongue feeds nightly lashes of impurity
upon my sensitive raging flowers growing need
i writhe and whine inside a severed mind
To enthral a mindless lovers blasted greed
Rebellion's call whispers promised blissful escape
away from the blessings i have worshiped under
o god! this pleasure is just to grand a reality
i revoke my privilege and welcome deaths sultry shudder
a nuns will has been slaughtered this frosty mid-winter eve
absinthe fueled veins seeking righteous sacrifice
becoming the filthy whore ive always desired
diabolic sexual freedom ive obviously become enticed
seductive evil bleeds no passion upon thee
for deceit and corruption always breed lustful desires
the vaginal blood replaces ink required for a contract
and i grave God's failure agreeing to forever dance inside the fire
a man of shadows torments me
his wicked greeting tempts me so
to reap the joys of neglected celibacy
i lie in bed and watch the cracks
every withered little speck of deterioration
count the seconds and pray to god
that im not responsible for my own damnation
ive grown to resent this once holy structure
my torn eyes are weeping evils intentions
from an orphaned virgins forced realization
seduced by wicked wonder of innocents temptations
a cruel tongue feeds nightly lashes of impurity
upon my sensitive raging flowers growing need
i writhe and whine inside a severed mind
To enthral a mindless lovers blasted greed
Rebellion's call whispers promised blissful escape
away from the blessings i have worshiped under
o god! this pleasure is just to grand a reality
i revoke my privilege and welcome deaths sultry shudder
a nuns will has been slaughtered this frosty mid-winter eve
absinthe fueled veins seeking righteous sacrifice
becoming the filthy whore ive always desired
diabolic sexual freedom ive obviously become enticed
seductive evil bleeds no passion upon thee
for deceit and corruption always breed lustful desires
the vaginal blood replaces ink required for a contract
and i grave God's failure agreeing to forever dance inside the fire
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