Impure Thoughts

This Bitch Must Have A Reason
For The Cunt Between Her Knees
She's Here For My Pleasure
Suck My Dick Create The Sleaze

These Are My Own I Do Not Fear The Sign Of The Cross
Do Not Judge Me To Soon You Too Have Impure Thoughts

I Can Lust Stalking From Afar
Images Of Women Swirl In My Head
This Is Not The Disturbing Part
Its The Fact That They Are Dead

Now I Know This Is Not For All
Not Even For The Devious
I Penetrate From Behind
No Struggle Be Obsequious

The Inordinate Appetite For Sexual Gratification
Even To Lust With The Eyes, Or Heart, Is Impure