The Beloved Whore Celebration Lyrics
whom we visit late at night,down upon her one by onewe bathe in her fetid stench.We three fiends of veneral diseasepay homage to our gangrene queen-we suck upon her aged teatsand breathe deep her anal breeze...O lady of wanton desireswhose flesh is ours to consume,whose life is impaled upon lustand whose menstrual blood fills our cups.We three fiends of immortal fancyfive to see her grace die of age,'tis not in our hearts to bury her,but instead we must celebrate...Our lady, now death's bridedrained of blood and life,we caress her hardenad flesh,we suck on her limpid teats-one by one we enter her vagina,with our tongues we adore her cilt.We three fiends of darkened reality-alas, we celebrate!
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