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stirs their primal insides
Wolves in grey slacks

Study the movements, study the movements
Watching the girls with prurient interest
Drink the potion,

lights flash a bullet to the freshly living

Pretense
I'm sure
I would
If I wanted to

Benevolent
Cat talk
I'm prurient

Appealing to the light from

I see flashing strobes
And mirrored globes
And stereo merry-go-rounds
A choir sings
And a thousand strings
Make luxuriant, prurient sounds

Tortured Soul Asylum

Cradle of Filth

Midian

2000

Midian

I know I've seen
Through the black backed mirrors in sanity
Lucent prides amassed in last retreat
Prurient souls but no more freaks
Than

The Abhorrent

Cradle of Filth

The Manticore and Other Horrors

to know me

As the abhorrent

I'm a cemetery and a garden
Ripe with near-putrefied life
A phallus beginning to harden
On the philosophy of a prurient

I am a voyeur
I have seen through your life

Through your prurient visions
Through your mishaps your strife

Take a glimpse of my knowledge
My

rites 
Unearthly demon 
Infect them with your blight 

Sanctity defiled 
Sacrament in spite 
Purity of spirit 
Prurient delight 

Transcend the boundaries

On the floor

Gasping for breath
And now we reflect
We're prurient
Not innocent
The clothes mark our path
Together we laugh
At inside jokes
Sharing a smoke

wash the world in blood
Though death devour, though time decay
Portraitist of souls deceased
Licentious prurient Priest
Victorian Rasputin
Advocation

Yet flawed and torn
Beauty and truth
Refined but uncouth
Presented to all so endowed
To be prurient is to then be divine
Thou bringest Aesthetica's

indelible
Stand as stark assessors
Form testament and will
Thou poised to devour
Verbal ones on the prowl
Prurient contesters
Incline their heads to howl

Hoes got me in the feels gon' prurient
I ain't never drop a challenge, I'll be sure to win
In the stu' I get to mixing my experiment
Ain't a fraud, with

Blood

We salute the Sons of Sin, óhh Queen of Lust
It's he who comes from the Red Sea, prurient in the thirsty, Lust, Blood and Death....

For the Blood

"My personal view on Punk Rock
Is that it's nauseating, disgusting, degrading
Ghastly, sleazy, prurient, voyeuristic
And generally nauseating
I think

At the other side
Of the River Styx,
We are gonna meet soon.

Child screaming out loud
With howl of pain,
When prurient thorns start to
Rend flesh to clouts.

ain't pure she prurient
Unzip my pants she get buried in it
Itadakimasu she go
When she give me fellatio
That ass and I come to blows
Then I make it slap

A singular student takes solace in stout
Hoisting up, drinking down
At the back are the boys trying prurient ploys
To advance their romantic careers
Through

Lonely obsequies for a vacant coffin
(Atrocious) gratification for a (prurient) voluptary

Pasty mulligan exquisite
An obese creature to hash
With

in prurient grins
For they hurt, they kill, they win

You surrender all your arms
To become somebody’s charm
Cruelty
Bloodshedding, in her I still