The Succubus 歌词

Zombies pour from graveyards, into the streets A war upon humanity, no succor for the meek Total devastation, mere pockets of relief A trio strides into the wild, armed unto the teeth When behold! A lissome maid flits by! Clothed in only passion with lustful eye Yet avaunt! She mounts a corpse nearby! A ghoulish love for undead in a form divine She must die! Some things must not be! The trio tracks her through the mountains Into hot lands to the east They cannot help but think of her The things she did with joyful cheek Dank, permissive taproom; broadsword, cutlass, mace The trio's hearts a-thunder as they come face to face And freeze in place What a form! A proper goddess nigh! She lures the trio closer with a sigh Let alas! She's of the succubi! She whispers to them words they cannot deny We obey! Your words are so sweet! We serve every need! Kill yourselves Let you fall by each others hands Let my undead feast upon your brains The trio turns on each other Each of their friendships turning to hate The chance to fuck a succubus Is worth the grisly fate We are dead! We love you mistress!