The Lake of Whores

THE LAKE OF WHORES

Lakes of whores surround my sin
Lusting for my desire
Pleading for the honour dreamed
To please their beloved sire
For without me they are nothing
Just lonely battered souls
Portraying their bleeding naked breasts
On the exhibition poles
They scream for me to please their will
To take them as my own
To fuck their bleeding holes of lust
While they ride my honoured throne
These whores of hell will do anything
To convince me of their worth
Parting their thighs with desperate cries
To devour my mighty girth
The sluts of death suck and moan
On all women, men and child
Trying in vein to tempt my will
For their wombs they want defiled
They crave to be my bitch of love
For the God of Gratus am I
But these vixens vile deserve no less
Than to bleed in Satan’s bile