The Alabaster Whoremongers

The rituals Habitual Attract the worst The damned and cursed Flows It flows It's sticky sweet All down the alabaster Cold like marble A rose Arose From silken sheets Whoremongers' ships move faster Into harbor And the pale stone darkens Warms itself again There is strength in sacrifice Seclusion in the gardens The Dark Triad of men With discretion comes the vice Individuals Indivisible They share a thirst With acts rehearsed Flows It flows It's sticky sweet All down the alabaster Cold like marble A rose Arose From silken sheets Whoremongers' ships move faster Into harbor And the pale stone darkens Warms itself again There is strength in sacrifice Seclusion in the gardens The Dark Triad of men With discretion comes the vice No principles Not ethical They tail the urge Present the hurt Flows It flows It's sticky sweet All down the alabaster Cold like marble A rose Arose From silken sheets Whoremongers' ships move faster Into harbor And the pale stone darkens Warms itself again There is strength in sacrifice Seclusion in the gardens The Dark Triad of men With discretion comes the vice And the pale stone darkens Warms itself again There is strength in sacrifice Seclusion in the gardens The Dark Triad of men With discretion comes the vice