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The clock strikes three, the bleeding moon is high,
We choke on the filth as the virtuous die.
Spread your legs for the master, let the cold flesh tear,
There’s no god in the dark, no salvation up there.
His fangs rip the skin, a wet, violent thrust,
Turning holy devotion to ash and to dust. In the shadow of his vampiric embrace,
We drown in the fucking filth and we forfeit our grace.
The unholy hour, where the wicked bleed red,
Fuck all the morals, let's worship the dead.
Choke on the blood as it pours down your chin,
Surrender your soul to the ultimate sin. A heavy distortion of sweat and of fangs,
Screaming for mercy with nothing beneath.
He bites deep into the throat of the whore,
Spilling the crimson all over the floor.
Violent and breathless, a twisted delight,
Swallowed completely by fucking filth and by night. In the shadow of his vampiric embrace,
We drown in the fucking filth and we forfeit our grace.
The unholy hour, where the wicked bleed red,
Fuck all the morals, let's worship the dead.
Choke on the blood as it pours down your chin,
Surrender your soul to the ultimate sin. The cathedral is empty, the altars defiled,
We crawl in the dirt like a motherless child.
His fingers dig deep where the bruises are real,
Subjected entirely to hunger and law.
A sickening pleasure, a fevered distress,
Entangled and trapped in his brutal caress. In the shadow of his vampiric embrace,
We drown in the fucking filth and we forfeit our grace.
The unholy hour, where the wicked bleed red,
Fuck all the morals, let's worship the dead.
Choke on the blood as it pours down your chin,
Surrender your soul to the ultimate sin. Tear open the chest, let the hot viscera spill,
There’s a goddamn God, but He hasn't the will
To save you from this, to pull you back home,
We are savage and ruined, forever alone.
Take it harder, go deeper, let the hunger consume,
We are fucking and dying right here in the tomb.
The tendons snap back and the open veins weep,
Dragged down to the bottom, too heavy to sleep. In the shadow of his vampiric embrace,
We drown in the fucking filth and we forfeit our grace.
The unholy hour, where the wicked bleed red,
Fuck all the morals, let's worship the dead.
Choke on the blood as it pours down your chin,
Surrender your soul to the ultimate sin. Let the darkness consume.
No breath left to take.
Just rot in the dirt
For eternity's sake.
Bound to his fangs.
Lost in the red.
Forever fucked.
Forever dead.
Bleed.
Details
GeneratedSep 18, 2026
Duration4:35
LanguageEnglish
Style
Gothic metal, industrial rock, dark alt, heavy sub-bass, dark R&B, aggressive, eerie synth, distorted bass., female
Credits
Prompt by
Ravenous666
Ravenous666ModelAria v6
