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Of Dark Blood And Fucking

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Of Dark Blood And Fucking

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Sister midnight comes blaspheming

Screaming in the keys of faith and fear

Unentweining our spines twists me to kneeling...

Spilling like the moonlight on her glistering rear Defiled atheart

In this perfect hell

Under red leaves bleeding

Over sealed chatéau we fell

To demonocracy

Where neither Adam or Eve

Conceived of such iniquites

From pleasure or pain

Or the razor´s edge in between

Thou art my seventh heaven burning

Going down as with the sun...

Writhing like a riverfluids moves a torrent

Bound to pleaseOn denierred knees

In any wicked way

That her whims may warrant I hang on every verb

Every dirty word

InterredIn her pornoglossa... Christlike, whipped and weak

Painted nails driven through the meek

Yet in obituary

My dreams still weep

Of dark blood and fucking thee

Thou art my seventh heaven burning

Going down as with the day

Baring lunar curvature

Like canvas for a lick of pain

Writhing like a viper

Deep inside her Eden

Forbidden to eat

I kiss leylines to her feet

Then baithing wrath

I steal a path

Back to the fruits of her womb Back to the crack of her tomb...

Her roseate sliverQuivers with snuff appeal

The torque of her hips

Lip-syncs me in for the kill

Tongue-tied, tightroped and spread like disease

I drain the cup of this Miss Sire

Her waters into wine for me

Thou art my seventh angel squirming´Neath the forked tongue ofthe beast

Arching toward the fabled

Like a sculptured nymph seeking base relief

Whilst the world outside

(A wood of suicide)

Would die for this release

Our slow orgasmic fuses greet... By night and by candle

At each other´s throats

In a slick drift of red

Setting god´s teeth on edge

We were as wolves preying inside the fold

Of a slaughtered lamb throw

On a four poster bed... Succulent, Succubus Laid without rest

In the dead of the night

Succulent. Succubus In thy arms

And thy wetness

On glossed lips I taste

Conspiracies, seccrecies, sorceries laced

With thick unguent rum

Black-rayed suns and Autumn

Always in season for our nightfall from grace Gorge upon myseed

Starved Persephone

Succulent. Succubus. Succour me That I might keep

Thee with me in Hades

Succulent. Succubus. Succour me

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