Scarangella - Xenophile Lyrics

How it hurts to smile
When I still smell your flesh
Your putrid stench allures me
Your otherness is my desire
I can't sit back and watch
The need to conquer you
And every other living thing

Is written in my blood
It's not my fault
It's not my choice
I need to

Feed this rampant fascination
Our hybrid art will please the gods
I'd rather die than go without knowing
How you feel on the inside

I can feel your supple flesh surround me
Your appendages excite me
Your pulse matches mine
As thrusts turn to heaves
I cannot purge this lust
My hunger for your body
Is a part of my identity
I write my code in you
To blend our forms
And gestate the progenitor
Of a new creature
Bathe me in sin

Then taste my blood
It's not my fault
It's not my choice
I need it

Feed this rampant fascination
Our hybrid art will please the gods
I'd rather die than go without knowing
How you feel on the inside

I am a bio-weapon
My warhead is trained on you
Its purpose: to assimilate

Share your seed
With me
Do what you want
To me

Please my salacious desire
Obscenity builds my empire
I cannot live unless I can conquer
Now take my sword into your scabbard

Feed this rampant fascination
Our hybrid art will please the gods
I'd rather die than go without knowing
How you feel on the inside