Candle light dance across your skin
your body lies helpless glowing from the moon
devine sight, you look at me in asperation
i look back in vicous antisapation.
lust fold on the edge
the edge of this is sharp
finger the blade
as the razor does its work.
"Like a moth drawn to flame
I am vary much the same
for vingence on creed
resputed threw this savige deed"
{I contort my vice, drawn threw your advice
you begged for this pain, now scream in vain}
This is my carnality
my perversion my profligacy
look at me god, your son
.~.~.~.~.~.~.
Promotion, an incision
for throat to navel
nipple to nipple
a crimson cross burn in scarlet flesh.
with suppressed aggression
the sweet smell is blinding
as my mouth roams over the wound
I succumb, filling my mouth with your blood.
passion at hights, passion i feel
I draw back, head down i tongue your wet cunt
piercing moans issue
red liquid mixing with your candy swill
in darkness of demented love
i sepulture your soul
in the most unholy passion
in the most violent fashion
in vain Porn star action
EXODUS .... ORGASM!
My dark seed i spill
on top your chest
on the bloody gash
I rape the cross
I carved in your flesh.
Copyright 2004 WinterGrave
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