Pleasure Palace

She looks you up and down
Studies your every move
She lights Virginia Slims
"Come here often?"
Her fur coat slips off her shoulders
And gently grabs
Your hands within her claws
"I got the perfect toy for you"

Pleasure, pain is her gateway
A funhouse filled with screams of the dead
Enchantress, sorceress, spirit and death
She'll use her beauty and lust to lure you in

Click, clack, she's down the hall
Red stilettos echoing
Stale smoke, oddly alluring
"You can try and hide, but it's too late"
As she peels back her claws
"Honey, nobody leaves this place"
Her dark and shiny eyes promise this will only hurt a bit

Pleasure, pain is her gateway
A funhouse filled with screams of the dead
Enchantress, sorceress, spirit of death
She'll use her beauty and lust to lure you in

At the pleasure palace
At the pleasure palace
At the pleasure palace
At her pleasure palace

Pleasure, pain is a gateway
A funhouse filled with screams of the dead
Enchantress, sorceress, spirit of death
She'll use her beauty and lust to lure you in

At the pleasure palace
At the pleasure palace
At the pleasure palace
At her Pleasure Palace



Credits
Writer(s): Briana Moore
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