Текст песни Art Of Fisting

Legs forced open
I can't control my excitement.

Bound and gagged.
Immobilized.
My fetish is sickening.
This is just the beginning.

Crotch exposed before me
Ready
To fulfill your dreams.

Conscious and aware.
This horror is real.
A tool in assisting
My art of fisting.

Sin in skin.
Flesh begets death.
Naked on the floor.
Salvation in a whore.

My aim is true.
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How deep I will go.
From fingertip to elbow.

Master of my art
Pray you're not ripped apart.
To see your legs contort and bend.
The humility will never end.

Bleeding profusely.
The art of fisting.
Crying hysterically.
The art of fisting.
Spirit now broken.
The art of fisting.
A servant to my needs.
The art of fisting.

Reaching deep inside
I open my fingers wide.
Inner walls rip and bleed
Now prepared to receive my seed.

The art of fisting.