Onethium - Succbyssal Torment Lyrics

The
Succubi
Come to dine

In my darkest of moments
They call to me sinister sweet
Prey upon my weakened soul
Their claws to latch around my heart

Enslaved to decadence
That wicked siren kiss
Sweetly mar on the skin
A rosen mark of sin

They do not even know my name

Haunting my psyche
In the periphery
They're teasing and taunting
How my will is breaking

Moaning sanguine harlots, gore whores

A curse upon their names
Sealed in silence with a forked tongue
Impulse can't be overcome
The mind gone no, will to resist

I
Scream for thee
Desperately

They
Masquerade
A shapeshift
My wife's face
Shown to me
Lovely peace
Spirited away
Finally free....