Soft Flesh For The Dungeon Of The Damned

Human flesh
Marked by the leather's caress
Bound deep in the dark dungeon's depths
Ripe for the taking, your master will make you confess
Naked beauty for the devil's chain
Wild pleasure trapped and restrained
Abnormal impulses
Climax achieved through pain

Soft flesh for the dungeon of the damned
Scarred by the whip in the slave master's hand
Supple bodies pushed to the limits of pain
Passions fly at the leather's command

Agony
Transformed into ecstasy's grip
A slave tot he thrill of the whip
Orgasm quaking
Your body now shakes as your pleasure drips
Raw meat
To feed the appetite of sin
Scream for your torture to end
There's no escape from the palace of pain
You're in