The Joys of Eternal Damnation
What a devilish temptress my mistress can be
Her smouldering eyes can lock onto thee
With delicate grace she falls to her knees
And it's all you can do to breath, just breath
With her charm and seduction she rounds up the men
From her whimper and coo do they rush to defend
To her every need to they fall, do they bend
She is pampered and loved till each dying end
She tallies the marks, there are scores upon scores
With her looks, with her body, like a slut and a whore
She lures in each victim, till with them she's bored
From their watery grave to the eternal shore
We have conquered death, from us does he flee
My sweet mistress shall not reach the end of me
Together forever, it is I, it is she
Dark creatures of night we'll eternally be
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