666 SEX SHOP (X-tended Industrial version)

Welcome to the den where chaos breeds, Neon lights flicker, lust concedes, Broken souls barter in crimson haze, Welcome to the shop where sinners graze. Latex and chains, whispers collide, tight ropes bind the twisted pride, Glass jars hold secrets, shadows crawl, Echoes of pleasure, a siren’s call, Fingers trace scars on cold steel skin, A dance of pain where sins begin. No mercy here, just raw desire, Fuel the fire, stoke the pyre. 666 sex shop, where the wild hearts roam, Broken dreams sold beneath the chrome, Twisted love in a neon glow, Welcome to the place where the lost souls go. Chains rattle loud, a primal beat, Leather boots stomp on cracked concrete, Eyes like daggers, cold and sharp, A carnival of pain, a broken harp, Screams and whispers blend in the night, A carnival ride of endless fright. Velvet lips drip with poison sweet, A twisted game where shadows meet, Fingers trace the scars of sin, A ritual dance, let the night begin, Chains and whispers, a cruel embrace, Lost in the madness, no saving grace. No turning back, the night’s decree, Bound by lust and misery. 666 sex shop, where the wild hearts roam, Broken dreams sold beneath the chrome, Twisted love in a neon glow, Welcome to the place where the lost souls go. Rust and blood on shattered glass, A carnival of pain that will never pass, Fingers clutch the cold machine, A twisted love, a broken dream, Echoes fade in the neon light, The 666 sex shop owns the night. 666 sex shop, where the wild hearts roam, Broken dreams sold beneath the chrome, Twisted love in a neon glow, Welcome to the place where the lost souls go. No salvation in this den, Only madness, again and again, 666 marks the door, Step inside, crave for more.