A waltz of tongues
Slithering acquiescence
Devouring engines
And drowned in fuck

Smothering impudence
And cascading pleasures
Fill defilled youths
With deplorable release

Drunk with lust
I seize the closest creature
Merely servants of natures will
Heeding our master's call

Dine of perversions
Plunge in to ecstatic
Decadence
And breed again

Vice without virture
We will fuck the flesh that will bury us