The Pimp and the Priest

The pimp and the priest
Pounce on quickened cats' feet
For the freshest young blood
Innocence for the feast
The book will then brew
What the sinful commit
While the pimp and priest
Prey quietly
Where the precious sinners sit
Confess. Oh! Confess…
In the chapel or brothel
Where we suffocate stress
We’ve got the time
If you’ve got the scratch
(We'll conquer your sins while she screams on her back)
Faster, save me!
How the sins remain hostage
Harder, I can’t breathe
Now the priest and the pimp
Are already equipped
With an enigmatic frontage
Posts «we welcome walk-ins»
So we corner our pace
And make quick for the door
To be pardoned and passed
From the bed to the floor
Confess. Oh! Confess…
In the chapel or brothel
Where we suffocate stress
We’ve got the time
If you’ve got the scratch
(We'll conquer your sins while she screams on her back)
Take me to the river
Faster, save me!
How the sins remain hostage
Harder, I can’t breathe
Sing softly, sing em to the lake
Sing softly, bring em to the lake
Faster, save me!
How the sins remain hostage
Harder, I can’t breathe