paroles de chanson Female Fatal to the Flesh - LIK

Aroused by the victims tales
A session of suffering that will never end
As their plots grows sicker
Her heart rate quickens
Morbid visions of death comes alive

Seductively stalking her pray
As they lay on the altar of confession
A violent sexual despair
Her juices moistens the air

Compulsive seduction
Violent abduction
Secretly wanting them dead
Murderous obsession
A horrid confession
Female fatal to the flesh...

Multiple orgasms, shrieks of despair
Fellatio from a severed head
Finally free to maim to kill
Reborn as the ineffable queen of sin...

Gently removing their murdered skin
From which she drape herself within
A crown made from teeth and bone
Now to be forever renowned

Female fatal to the flesh