Lust Chamber

Your alien neon ripe
You expect
Rye, your aching
Barren seed

Tie you another one
God it stinked

Fuck you dry 'till you're dead
Fuck you dry 'till you're dead

I make it a point never to like a slave
I sure don't like you
Here your status is no more than a fuckin' dog
But you're gonna make mistakes
Every slave does
I don't like repeat offenders
It gets me very upset