If god is a woman than so is the devil

Forgive me mother but I haven't sinned

Into the garden buried in judgement

Am I a sinner now?

Trace her curves

A masterpiece

Taste her smile

Between my teeth

Leave your mark

And fuck me to sleep

Knees are week

Drip down my face

Feed my hunger

Crave her taste

Harder grip

Thighs around my waist

If I was religious

I'd worship your body

If god is a woman than so is the devil

Forgive me mother but I haven't sinned

Into the garden buried in judgement

Am I a sinner now?

She set the bait

Thrill of the hunt

Build the ark

Wait for the flood

Burst into flames

At the gates of hell

If I was religious

I'd worship your body

If god is a woman than so is the devil

Forgive me mother but I haven't sinned

Into the garden buried in judgement

If god is a woman than so is the devil

Forgive me mother but I haven't sinned

Into the garden buried in judgement

Am I a sinner

Now?

Our Mother, Thou art my heaven

Hallowed be Thy games; I make Thee come

Thy will succumb henceforth and be my obsession

Give in and obey, Thy legs are spread

No forgiveness nor impasses, as we

Outlive those who critique us

And lead us all into temptation, and deliver us to evil