Funeral Sub-Mission Suite Part I Lyrics

Darkened cold room
Lit by candle lights
Lone beacon of grief
Mortified air perfume

Decadent mourn dimension
Gasped moans of deception
Whited eyes exposed dead
For today is tragic black

The bitter exequial flavor
When she kisses her inviting body
Dolorogenic nuptial contact
Frigid but lascivious connection

Provoking dirty slutty clothing
She undresses for a last submission homage
Suckling, nibbling, milking and twisting
Whip the skin, her flesh red and burning

Pleasure and pain an orgasmic agony
She gasped and nearly climaxed
Necrological servitude intimacy
Extreme gratifying satisfaction

Expelling fluids
Squirts sprinkling the flowers
Idolatry conjugal cavalcade
United in life and death

Eyelids closed
Depth of misery
Castration of freedom
Aphrodisia anguish