Lyrics Whore of the Undead - Pessimist

Whore of the Undead

Remove… the satin robe stripped down…
For the ritual knelt in…
The sacred nonagon she chants the familiar lives
Smoke fills… the hallowed halls
Figures… begin to form
Darkened… monstrosities descend upon her naked form
Black demonic forms restrain their frightened slave
She cannot resist sexual excess endless sadistic violations!
Clawed hands end her struggle
She gags on demon seed
Knows she’s nothing more than…
A vile repulsive whore of the undead
Providing satisfaction
For their Hedonic lust
Now she’s nothing more than…
A vile repulsive whore of the undead
Penetrating evil slicing through her soul
Sodomized in hell
Broken mortal
Will thrive on the humiliation