Liquor and Lust - Dawn Of Azazel

Cast out the false commandments of the celibate and subdued

Heed not such muzzled masters, but the fiesty filthy few

Exhalted and reviled, the perverse pleasures

And the caress of the night and their foul majesties

Let every hole and orifice pay homage to these kings

Your hips attest their prowess and their lips your suffering

Their tongue speaks no lies, the only salvation is vice and deviant deeds

Fill my glass with pleasures and the vilest overproof

And I shall lock my horns with she capricious and aloof

And tame her to my side, let no bastard deny my monarchy

With lucid drunken rantings so many hearts I’ve won

But I ain’t losing sleep over the sins I’ve done

Iniquity is divine, these pleasures I won’t deny are what I seek

Liqour, sin and lust

And mayhem in my wake

Fools shall falter

And kings will copulate

Sexual liberty

Revel in the arts of lust viciously

I shall not be outdone

With a bottle or at a broads bosom

Penetrate

Countless chasms I shall copulate

Ribaldry

Rabid Raw and Raucous

Lusty libertines loins set afire

They shall know true ecstasy as I perspire

With our loins linking, with wine and drinking

Drinking

Drinking

Drinking