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the flesh, so sweet strung out before my face the scent invades this carnivore's nose the smell of the freshest meat stretched tight beneath fabric or coverless that which tempts me the mounds of beige and slit of pink In my mind I degrade them just beyond this reality In my mind each one becomes my little whore I pray that I can resist I pray that I can resist I pray that I can resist I prey on that which I cannot resist... I PREY ON THAT WHICH I CANNOT RESIST!! I PREY ON THAT WHICH I CANNOT RESIST!! I PREY ON THAT WHICH I CANNOT RESIST!! this is my one weakness.... a single vice. this is my one weakness... a single vice this is my one weakness... (repeat) From Letras Mania