Ad mala patrata haec sunt theatra parata.
Trick mortis, trick mortis, sick mortis
Ask me; you question me.
Why must our pleasure always be in restraint?
no pain, no pleasure
Restraint, restraint
Ad mala patrata… In my slick black world.
Trick… Mortis… Sick… Mortis… In my slick black world.
Where senses crave to enslave… In my slick black world.
Deprive all senses; control all defenses.
Where sighs breed like flies.
Do you know, it’s where perversion hides.
Bet you’ve never seen me ache as the panic melts away.
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House of Shame.
Welcome to the House of Shame.
Blood’s burning to play my game now.
Racks are roasting. Bitches are boasting.
With your blood they are toasting.
Humiliation is your dream.
We’ll make you laugh then scream.
Your body’s itchin’ for a switchin’…
In my torture kitchen!
Pain – You can’t take it another day.
But you ain’t leaving you’re here to stay.
A precious moment without the pain,
breeds only longing in your brain.
You will… I need… It’s your fucking time to bleed.
You will obey everything Read more…
Let’s go!
Oh, yeah!
I want your body, yeah! I want you mine.
You know you like the way it feels, you cannot hide.
So keep on thrillin’ me, drillin’ me hard.
Keep me cummin’, keep me up all night.
This conversation get me high.
Clever touch will say to you
Let’s go! Cum junkie! Turn me on!
Let’s go! Cum junkie! Can’t stop feelin’ me up all night, baby.
Are you feelin’ me, feelin’ me now?
I’ll keep you cummin’, keep you up and how.
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