[Intro]
[Verse 1]
She walks in, leather tight, a silhouette of sin,
Red lips whisper, "Let the games begin."
Hands like venom, tracing down his spine,
A fever rising, crossing every line.
[Pre-Chorus]
No saints here, just sweat and skin,
A holy w*r where pleasure wins.
He’s her altar, she’s the sacred flame,
Devotion pours in every m**n he’s named.
[Chorus]
Fine girl, wicked touch, break the laws of lust,
Baptize him in chaos, grind him into dust.
Electric hips, the rhythm of her creed,
A sermon of surrender—Lords of Acid feed.
[Verse 2]
No velvet lies, just teeth and claws,
A symphony of whimpers, rewrite his flaws.
She owns the night, a queen without a throne,
His heartbeat’s hers, a puppet to her m**n.
[Bridge]
Synthetic sighs, the machines agree,
A primal code in every bite, every scream.
No love, just hunger—raw and undenied,
A flesh-bound contract, sealed where shadows hide.
[Chorus]
Fine girl, wicked touch, break the laws of lust,
Baptize him in chaos, grind him into dust.
Electric hips, the rhythm of her creed,
A sermon of surrender—Lords of Acid feed.
[Outro]