Art Of *** - Lyrics - Bane Of Existence

Legs forced open I can't control my excitement Bound and gagged Immobilized My fetish is sickening This is just the beginning Crotch exposed before me Ready to fulfill your dreams Conscious and aware This horror is real A tool in assisting my art of *** Sin in skin Flesh begets death Naked on the floor Salvation in a *** My aim is true Rammed right into you How deep will I go From fingertip to elbow Master of my art, pray you're not torn apart To see your legs contort and bend The humility will never end Bleeding profusely Crying hysterically Spirit now broken A servant to my needs The art of *** Reaching down deep inside I open my fingers wide Inner walls rip and bleed now prepared to receive my seed The art of ***