Paroles de Female Fatal to the Flesh

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