Tempting By The Cunt

Having drawn aside the hairy boughs of firs

I saw silent doom of desolate cemetery and castle's majestic ebony walls behind.

From the chronicle obtained. Unknown author.

The endless dark passages

Of the derelict old castle's catacomb

Still let me straight to the desired aim

To the mysterious door

With the depiction of ornament

Of six crossed bloody roses

To the door behind which lost and lonely

Shadows of the dead hide

I open it with care and cross the mystic line

The fog spreads like a ghostly veil

I see the Countess holding two glasses of red wine

In the dim light of candles full of sexual bale

The whore that calls me every night

"Red sexy lips of the vamp

Black hair and languid look

Slender body... her power and grace

Pulling males into the depth of sweet dreams"

Her desirous look tempts me

And I come to her like in a dream

Passing the exquisite dishes

Laid on the royal table

The light veil falls down to the countess' feet

Naking her graceful body

And she holds out her hand to me

With one of the glasses full of wine

I drink and look at her legs her cunt and smirking face

And soon all dim before my sight

I'm in half a sleep and I feel her clingy cold embrace

And enjoyable pain in my neck besides