Between Tenderness & Violence

Darkness entwine, she is night and is mine

Horn in the silence spawned forth from the abyss

Her immortal soul wrought with sloth, bought and sold

Her heart wrenched with pain that the whore doth sustain

See her breast heave it's last breath no more

Bewitchment of weakness thy wings spread in restlessness

He may be history, thou art folklore

Silence shrouds her necromantic phantasies

She painteth upon the midnight winter chill

Movements languid, a specter, and a ghostly shade of grey

She breaths unease into the hearts of man, and gently molds his will

The bitch bath heritage in feminine wake

Spells cast from the bonfires burn masculine skies

With stars as the kindling, the smoke chokes the siblings

Of equality praise forthcoming demise

Rise from thy grave, dawn thy wretched remains

As a cloak to thy form, thou art true

Claim your throne of witchcraft my gothic queen

Now the goddess she eth striketh, with deviltry, pure and new

Returned she cums in anger, to claim sex as her own

Divine is the lesbian murderous slut

Hamlet mistake in frailty's form

Carmilla prevails when on trial for her evil

But somewhere between the violence and the violins

A rose for the dead grows in Lucifer's garden

A flower of hate from the jezchel soil

What death makes stronger will rise, when the leminine awake?

Deviltry thy name is a woman, there is wine

In the vaginal chalice of truth

Where hast thou been?

Cursed is the daughter of the darkest tomb

Of innocence, it was created of such phallic fallacies

Heart as blacketh as the starless night

She shuns her counterpart, bred as an unfortunate flaw of nature

See how she haunts the hallowed halls of her story

Dastardly deeds of a girl and her scorn

Becoming a poltergeist, tragic and triumphant

Mistress of pleasure your legend is born

A breed of a vampyric, sexual creed

Populate in new ways she shall find

The men may conspire, but all will expire

Just ashes and agony trailing behind

Succubus suck the Earth