Grotesque

Preists of Sodom

The blackened city calls out, enter the temple of sin, you must enter the temple of sin. Contorted sinners beckon, join our twisted rites, you must join out the twisted rites. The priests eyes gleam, blood on their sceptres of flesh, the nubile virgin bows, await the piercing thrust, she awaits the piercing thrust. Priests of Sodom preside, we are damned, praise the gods of sin. Her walls are burning, grinding the staff of the priests, sluts grinding the staff of the priests. The congregation, revel in the sins of the flesh, whores from the temple, serving shamanic desire, they are serving shamanic desire. Deviant bodies slick with the fluids of lust, they are slick with the fluids of lust. Perverse rites, priests of Sodom preside, we are damned, immortal lust. Wicked legions come forth. Defile the pure. Statues of demons glisten with sweat. The orgy intensifies, violence begins. Flagellate sluts with serpentine whips, they raise the blades to the throats of their men, climax approaches and the blood will spill. Sexual sacrifice, mutilation and death, murder. Priests of Sodom.