1:
Thanks god, it’s Friday
Sun set let my impulse raised and awaken
Fly to the domain of fallen spirits
Blinded by carnal appetite
Beastie instinct compasses vague passion
2:
Trapped in fleshy pit
Pinky cute body and vague sanity
What I looking for, what satisfy my lust
Euphoria beneast flesh and blood
Let my tongue sucks your conscious down
The ritual of scummy words relieves your disgrace
Only lust shows how to forget shame
Bridge1:
Dark brown liquid dilutes sanity
Yellowish pill melts soul down
Lust-clasd outfits mesmerize every beasts
Let me get high with your destructive caress
Let me go higher wehre the desire over-blown
Bridge2:
That’s the way I want to get
Get down to the bottom of my desire
Every rituals offer better pleasure
A ceremony for joying of excretion
3:
New sun comes up again now
Looking for another pleasing night
Looking for another ritual of excretion
I, the lord of sticky swamp
God of excretion. God of lust
Fucking bitch trade.
