Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song The Art of Seduction (Engine of Virility), artist - Dawn Of Azazel. Date of issue: 25.01.2010
Song language: English
The Art of Seduction (Engine of Virility) |
| Kingdom of skin, supple and sleek |
| Vessel of precisely that which I seek |
| With will of steel and silver tongue |
| One by one its manacles are undone |
| With precision and prowess I disrobe |
| That which unsoiled sackcloth clothed |
| Grasp its buxom bounty with craft and sleight |
| Clasp firm its tepid timber and ignite |
| Plunge into this abyss before thee |
| Seduced by my infamous majesty |
| From deep within my eyes |
| Feel it worm inside |
| Feel it force you against the tide |
| And know what it is to feel alive |
| Submit to my coveted voracity |
| Enthroned astride a spire of ivory |
| Come, take my hand and join me |
| 120 days of sinful ecstasy |
| Bestowed vehemently upon thee |
| Succumb to sin, lavishiousness |
| And my raw rakish prowess |
| Mantle of might consumes my virility |
| Clasped deep within the warm and womanly |
| From the battlefield that is your bed |
| I infect you with attraction |
| Pummel with you passion |
| And bring to your senses satisfaction |
| Shall we erotically unite or follow fallacy |
| Persist in pain or exist in ecstasy |
| Come, take my hand and join me |
| Endure pain |
| Loins aflame |
| Pawns of pleasure, suitors base and crude |
| Possess no charm not testicular fortitude |
| The company of these wretches shall not disclose |
| The sweetest of the pleasures that you shall ever know |
| Combatants so flaccid infirm and unsure |
| Shall not surmount ramparts well endowed and demure |
| But before villainous vigour, raw and untamed |
| Rubble are these mountains, the invincible fall in flames |
| Destruction of obstruction |
| Overwhelmed by seduction |
| And a guile unknown by feeble minds |
| The insipid and inane reviled and rebuffed |
| Whilst I envigour and inflame lions limber and lush |
| Ardorous craving and lust, revulsion, tedium, disgust |
| The sensation of elation shall end this frustration |
| Its demise cannot be denied when the sin gleams in your eyes |
| Between your thighs, is where I come alive |