Temples Of Flesh

Temples Of Flesh

To steal a souls last breath 
To voyeurise ones shame 
To stimulate yourself 
The feast on faecal mess 

To rub salt in your wounds 
Excrete to quench your thirst 
To whip the bloodied flesh 
Is to feed my endless lust 

Abstain the mind of purist thought 
And taste the flesh divine 
Perpetual lust envisioned 
Adorn this temple of flesh 

Through rapture or through pain 
To love or to lust 
To draw forth ones seed 
Is to indulge the flesh with greed.