Vices, vices, everywhere
But not a virtue thought
This fucked up world
This fucked up life
A pretty trinket for the night
Give up your good
Embrace your fault
It's lonely out there on your cross
Let pleasure reign
Cave to desire
Find yourself in squalored splendor
It's just one evening
You will recover
Taste the whip my sweet endeavor.
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